![]() ![]() As I stepped into the small cramped elevator with a pound of make-up on my face, beads of sweat trickling down my forehead, and my heart racing like I was sitting front row at a Justin Bieber concert…it started! Alas, no 16-year-old boy with golden locks came dancing around the stage to serenade me and all the other 12-year-old girls.
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