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Yet again,alas and alack, it is one more restless
night of hot flashes and night sweats. Gwendolyn
laboriously arises only to be confronted by the
demonic blare of hormonal imbalance. A few more tick
tocks of her biological clock and she finds herself
moving slowly down the hallway towards the stairs. It
is at that precise moment that she experiences an
Epiphany that somehow creates within her a Clarity
Consciousness that could only have come from the Power
and Glory of Divine Intervention. Gwendolyn's personal
transmogrification is finally a fate accompli. In that
precise moment, she takes a deep breath, and exhales
her past. She is now ready, willing and able to orate
her new found Mantra of Freedom: " As for me, at my
age, my breasts are quite perky, and I can still strut
my stuff, so as far as I am concerned the world can
simply kiss my well rounded butt!"