A delectable snack sandwiched between two slices of testosterone and an influx of pitted skin, Ham on Rye is the finding of one's way in the world, in the rigidity of class, American angst, anger, and ego. It succeeded in alienating women through a sweaty and obtuse first-person male gaze.
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Kendra Marya
Campervan living Canadian with a penchant for psychological thrills and cats.
B.A. Communication & Philosophy
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