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Apr 2016
As freshman, we learned that our bodies don't belong to us they are for men they are for governmental dispute they are up for discussion and scrutiny
As sophomores, we discovered that our bodies are up for grabs, for touching and snatching. They are for men they are for boys they are for the camera and for consumption.
As juniors, we found it impossible to love ourselves
Because how can we treasure something that isn't ours?
Hunter Grace Simpson
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Hunter Grace Simpson  Auckland, New Zealand
(Auckland, New Zealand)   
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