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She’s been told she’s like Pippi Longstocking more times than she can count. Funny thing is, she never really knew Pippi. Maybe just saw a few drawings of her here and there. People probably say it because of her braids. Most assume she just likes wearing them — but the truth is, she didn’t really have a choice. One day, her hair started drying out and snapping off on its own. she was born with seriously curly hair, and cutting it meant becoming a giant triangle. (She knows. She’s tried.) So she decided to braid it. But one braid made her flat back of the head stand out too much — and two braids it was. Braiding her hair became a daily ritual, like brushing her teeth. And soon, she realized something: for all the trouble her hair gave her, it was actually perfect for braids. She didn’t even need rubber bands. A few loose twists, and it would hold all day. It made her oddly happy. It felt as if...