A long time ago, in my other life as a small press publisher, I published a sweet little book called The Lines in Her Face, by Bonnie Tunick. Lines was full of photographic portraits––all women––along with a paragraph or two of description that brought me frequent notes about how readers had been affected, or which left them howling with laughter and re…
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