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I Had Heard The Last Debate Between My Daughter And Her Boyfriend About Feminism. They Were Just Talking In Circles. My Daughter Was Sick Of The Movement Because She Felt Like It Was Counter-Productive And Forcing Her To Define Herself As A Woman Instead

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