“Early on, during the insomnia and heartburn delirium of my pregnancy, I started writing about a bottle of ouzo I had picked up at the Athens airport duty-free sometime in my first trimester. The label on the bottle had a picture of a carefree strawberry-blonde barefoot young woman twirling in a short white skirt and tight red top. When I turned the bottle around, I found a tiny silhouetted figure of a pregnant woman with a ponytail (the woman always has a ponytail) bringing a glass of wine to her mouth. This sad little woman, trying to enjoy a drink in the shadows, was unaware of the ominous red circle and bar across her belly.”
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