It is 1996 and I’m at my first off-campus college party, at a slowly crumbling disaster of a house rented by several of the senior guys on the swim team. Though I am a lowly freshman distance swimmer, I tag along with a few of the other girls on the team, hoping to see my crush.
(side note: my crush would go on to have a major career that put him in the…
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