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November 1994: "How Swede It Is"

"All around me were families of every race, color, and creed, some with one tiny terrified grandmother clutching a large plastic purse; it was great that all of these ethnic groups were shopping together, but I felt very guilty about sharing the American big-butt thing with innocent Koreans and Jamaicans and Indians. It's as if they gave us delicate calligraphy and graceful temple dancers, and we gave them refrigerator-size sneakers and the concept that oversize T-shirts worn to the shin are slimming."


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