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This is a story about fear, silence, and a deep-seated feeling that men’s voices bellow from the rooftops while women’s voices get lost in the woods. It’s a story that many woman know too well. It’s a story of unwanted


When my father was in the last stages of Alzheimer’s, Bill Cosby came to visit my mother (and me, as it turned out — I was there that day.) It must have been around 2002 because my father was already