Oh yeah. That box. When I graduated high school, I decided to gather up everything I owned that had meaning to me and put it in a big cardboard box. That was 14 years ago. With almost no memory of what was in the box, I decided to open it up. Inside I found old schoolwork, report cards, things I had written, things my friends had written, pictures, audio and video recordings, tickets of things I had gone to, and a ton of letters.
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Julia Rothman for BuzzFeed News. So I decide to wake the place up a little. The second dinner session has just let out, and the Rendezvous Lounge which is as tacky as it sounds is overflowing with lesbians. No Sheryl Crow, no Michelle Branch. Sure, I say, why not, thinking all the while: If any other year-old lesbians could use a self-esteem boost, all they need to do, clearly, is get themselves on an Olivia cruise. I had only a vague idea of what to expect when I boarded the Celebrity Summit in April for a weeklong excursion to the Caribbean. When I reached out to Olivia, the company offered me a press ticket for one of its Celebrity-partnered cruises so that I could get a sense of how it's become one of the most successful lesbian companies of all time.
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The hair on my legs stood on end. Then, the feeling of needles grazing the flesh of my arm announced itself to my brain. It began pumping through my arteries. My blood ran cold.