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I made an appointment to see my gynecologist. As long as I was wrapping up this project, an STD test seemed in order. You never know. I was always careful, but as one of my friends had pointed out in a helpful and cheerful way that made me feel like shit, I was still in the high-risk category. I couldn’t deny it. She was right. I just hoped everything would check out negative.

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