Feminism
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Hey, there! :)
I'll begin with a question, actually two. The first one is:
How many of you have seen blogs and quotes and posters on feminism and read about campaigns and thought, "Oh! This is totally my thing!" and how many of you have cringed at the word thinking that it makes you inadequate or is utterly useless; and how many have of you have been completely ignorant and/or oblivious?
(You'll have to wait for the second question. ;))
Read on to find out! ;)
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