It’s 11 a.m. on a Saturday morning. My eyes burn, stomach turns and even my teeth hurt. The only audible sound is the leaf blower from my neighbor’s gardener. Anything past 2 a.m. is a blur. Slowly, I crawl out of bed to wake up friends who are sprung out in the guest rooms. We gather in the kitchen for breakfast. No one is cooking. Michelle reaches...
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