Brenda Thompson

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Girl Talk: Why I Forgave My Friend For Stealing From Me

There I was in the grocery, pressing the ends of a cantaloupe and sniffing it, trying to decide if it was ripe. Across the produce section, I spotted my landlord. I waved, a normal courtesy I extended the two times a year I happened upon him in real life. He left his cart, and came…

Brenda Thompson / October 21, 2010