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“I go back to Oberlin in the dead of winter to give a "convocation speech" in Finney Chapel, the largest and most historic of campus structures. In a subconscious nod to my college experience I forget to pack both tights and underwear and have to spend the weekend going commando in a wool skirt and knee socks. I am toured around the school like a stranger by a girl who didn't even go here. We stop at a glossy new cafe for tea and scones. She asks if I want a tour of the dormitories- no, I just want to wander around alone and maybe cry.”

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Book:Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She's "Learned"
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Lena Dunham
Lena Dunham

Lena Dunham is an American filmmaker renowned for her work in television and film. She achieved widespread acclaim for creating and starring in the HBO series 'Girls', which she also wrote and directed. Born on May 13, 1986, Dunham has made a significant impact in the entertainment industry, particularly for her portrayal of nuanced female characters and her unique approach to storytelling. more

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