It’s impossible to be unaware, when you’re, say, walking against city crowds that don’t part for you the way they part for The Large. I’m bigger than all that, I thought I thought. What I thought I thought was: I’m 5 feet, 4 inches tall, and this is the body I’m in, these are the epiphyseal plates I was dealt, this is my angle on the world-and none of it defines me. Or rather: I never thought I thought much of it. I’ve never not been small, and I’ve never thought much of it. Maria Rubio Saw Jesus on a Tortilla and Became a National Sensation. ![]() Whatever Happened to the “Nazi Furries” of the Trump Era? A Tasmanian Devil Came for Them. ![]() How the Berenstain Bears Thanksgiving Book Became the Bane of My Existence
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