One night I sat at a bar across from a very nice young man. “What high school did you go to?” he asked. I replied with a very confident “Mount de Sales Academy” and followed with, in a single exhaling breath, “that all girls Catholic school.” I met his stare with one of my own, right at the Star of David hanging around his neck. And with intrigued eyes that seemed a little too excited, he replied, “Did you wear a uniform?” Funny, I usually lose people at “all girls.”
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