Thanksgiving is that time of year to gather with relatives you never talk to, navigating the minefield of questionable side dishes and political opinions.
Thanksgiving is a universal parade of chaos that’s oddly comforting in its predictability; it reminds us that we’re all a little messy and human.
While I used to arrive in ball gowns to scare neighborhood bigots, nowadays I'm just too tired to make the effort during family gatherings.
Many of us in San Francisco fled the awkwardness of suburban small-minded life, finding solace in chosen families that resonate with our views.
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