Bruises, Brass Poles, and High Heels: How Pole Dancing Taught Me to Love Myself

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It all began about a year and 3 months ago; I was on the verge of leaving mypartner of three years, hated my job, and was in fairly unstable roommate situation.  You know, normal things for a late 20-something living in Chicago.  I felt the most un-sexy I can remember, and needed desperately to get […]

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