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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“If I didn&#8217;t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people&#8217;s fantasies for me and eaten alive.” &#8212; Audre Lorde &#160; Dear Amaya, I waited so long for you. Well before your mother told me she was pregnant, I prayed for a baby girl. I imagined our future play dates at random New York City landmarks that I&#8217;m far too old to patron on my own. I envisioned your reaction to your first Nathan&#8217;s hot dog at Coney Island, the way your eyes would light up at the 122-foot long fossil dinosaur at The Museum of Natural</p>
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