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The Stepford Wives
I read this a million years ago but I remember it so clearly. It was a sticky Ohio summer day and I was curled up in my grandmother's living room. My grandmother kept suggesting that I go outside instead of wearing my eyes out, but I was mesmerized by the Stepford Wives. I think it had a profound effect on my budding feminist self. I also remember accusing my mother of wanting nothing more than to be one of the Stepford wives. I was a rotten kid, for the record.
