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    Letter to a Uterus, #030

    Dear Uterus,

    Surprisingly, apart from a rather horrendous experience I had with a toilet in the Save On Foods public restroom that I didn’t realize was clogged, I really didn’t have the time to deal with you this month.

    And, just before you leave, I just want to say that I don’t blame the toilet thing on you. It wasn’t your fault.

    Hopefully next time I’ll remember,

    Rebecca

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