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Blanche, how old are you?

Posted on January 23, 2005 by Marna

The eve of my 39th

I’m a little nervous about our relations.

He hasn’t gotten any more than a good night kiss.

That’s all I’ve given him, Stella.

I want his respect.

And men don’t want anything they can get too easy.

On the other hand, men lose interest quickly, especially when a girl is over 30.

When I mention marriage, they even forgot where I live.

So, you see I haven’t been forward with my real age.

Blanche, why are you so sensitive about your age?

Like Miss DuBois, I enjoy the company of younger gentlemen. They make me feel alive and they fill me with “you don’t look a day over 29” lies. So, on the eve of the 10th anniversary of my 29th birthday, I aim to seek out barely legal men and vodka.

Would Stanley approve?

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    Marna’s writing career started as a Pentagon intern. Early exposure to $500 toilet seat press releases made her appreciate creative nonfiction. Now she has more than 25 years of senior-level marketing and communications success working with Fortune 100 companies, government, nonprofits, small businesses, startups, and agencies.

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