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By week three, I could enter a coffee shop and let my gaze rest on a younger man without looking like I was calculating his grocery bill. It was a soft power. A slow-blooming confidence.

Our homework: approach a man under thirty-five in the wild. Not to date. Just to converse. my cougar courses

"Claire."

I walked over. No hesitation. No fake stumble. I leaned on the bar next to him and said, "That book will break you in the best way. Read it last year. Cried for three days." By week three, I could enter a coffee