Who is this generation’s Ann Richards?
In August/September 1988, I was a young girl in Chicago entering high school. I had bleach-blonde hair, braces, and a crappy attitude. I harbored a cringeworthy dream of being a punk-rock superstar. I hated conventional wisdom, I hated my Catholic school uniform, and I had no tolerance for my parents, my biology class, or my algebra teacher.
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