Middle Ages

It is time, at long last, for me to admit publicly a dark secret that has haunted me since adolescence. In high school, I worked at a Renaissance Faire. Every weekend I woke up, put on my corset, and sold sherbet stuffed into oranges from a cart outside of a jousting arena.

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