
One morning back in Sydney, in the middle of putting his socks on, Artie asked me, “Mama, how do you say ‘fucking’ in Chinese?”
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One morning back in Sydney, in the middle of putting his socks on, Artie asked me, “Mama, how do you say ‘fucking’ in Chinese?”
Continue reading “Sh*!% and giggles”