Winnipeg Free Press
By: Michelle Melanson
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THERE were three people living in my house on the day I was born — my mama, not-the-mama, and the other one. I moved in and fell instantly in love with my mama, and eventually fell in love with not-the-mama and the other one.
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THERE were three people living in my house on the day I was born — my mama, not-the-mama, and the other one. I moved in and fell instantly in love with my mama, and eventually fell in love with not-the-mama and the other one.
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Winnipeg Free Press was also in my house for as long as I can remember. Its pages inspired me to be many things — a cartoonist, a comedian, a columnist, a reporter, a lawyer, and much more.