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Society Mocks Masculinity Until We Need A Hero
It was a freezing evening in Manhattan's West Village, the kind that inspires most people to stay home in their cozy apartments. I was strolling with my mother, chatting about nothing and everything, when something caught my eye.
By Lisa Britton3 min read
A flicker, almost ethereal, danced from the front entry door of a charming building. “Mom, look at that flame,” I said, squinting. “Is that a lantern or something?” But in mere seconds, that innocent glow erupted into a ferocious blaze.