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“I knew that girls made fun of each other, but talking about someone’s body like that seemed so wrong. You can’t choose your body! I was suddenly aware that I was under-performing in ways I didn’t even know existed. From then on I always showered in my swimsuit, changed clothes in the outhouse (which defeated the purpose of showering), and worst of all, I developed the habit of swimming in a t-shirt.”

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Tomboy: A Graphic Memoir

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Liz Prince
Liz Prince

Liz Prince, born in 1981, is an autobiographer whose works delve into the complexities of identity, gender, and culture, often using her personal experiences as a backdrop. more

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