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I remember watching my grandmother pluck hairs from her chin when I was a young girl. I was horrified. Would this happen to me? Would I turn into a man? My grandmother laughed and shrugged, “it’s just part of getting old.” It’s official. I am old. I got my first chinny chin hair the other day. Read the rest of this entry at http://www.confessionsofaninsomniac.com/?p=283.
