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Steve Almond, a longtime Rumpus columnist and the original Dear Sugar before Cheryl Strayed took over, is sharing his two cents again!
This time he’s giving advice every Monday at WBUR in Boston on their site Cognoscenti. The most recent column includes tips on how to inform a “friend” of their body odor and when to start a family.
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An open letter to a very young writer from a not-much-older writer.
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Hello sweet peas! I decided to whip out a few shortish answers this week instead of the usual longer, single column. There are three of them, all on the subject of sex.
Although we all talked about keeping in touch, we knew it was really a goodbye dinner.
“It’s high time you get yourself laid, honey bun. And laid and laid and laid and laid.”
My first preschool tour was not a good experience. It was going okay until I realized I had dirty underwear balled into the leg of my pants. At first I thought the back of my leg was swollen, but then I felt the bump slide a little lower and realized what was happening.
Dear Sugar: FAQ
Q: What sort of advice column is this?
A: If you took all the by-the-book common sense of Dear Abby and the earnest spiritual cheesiness of Cary Tennis and the butt-pluggy irreverence of Dan Savage and the closeted Upper Eastside nymphomania of Miss Manners and crushed them down into a single diamond-hard gem of pedantic know-it-allism, that’s the sort of column that would make Sugar puke.
