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A Baker's Dozen of Compelling Personal Narratives

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By Liza Katz Duncan, Natalie Jabbar, Mike McClelland, Melody Glenn
| Substack
Welcome to Memoir Land—a newsletter edited by , now featuring four verticals: Memoir Monday, a weekly curation of the best personal essays from around the web brought to you by Narratively, The Rumpus,  Granta, Guernica, Oldster Magazine, Literary Hub, Orion Magazine, The Walrus, and Electric Literature. Below is this week’s curation. First Person Singular, featuring original personal essays. Recently I reprinted “Without Repentance, No Forgiveness” by .
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Those magic half-hours at Lozano Car Wash, where my dad was all mine

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By Natalie Jabbar
| Salon Verified
Every year on the day my father died, I get my car washed at a beloved Bay Area spot. Turning off El Camino Real in Mountain View, I pull into Lozano Brushless Car Wash. When we used to enter the forest green girders of this mid-century modern space-agey car wash, my father was present, wholly mine for a magical half hour. As an adult, I kept this ritual: I drive up to the attendant and ask for a full-service wash and vacuum.
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Those magic half-hours at Lozano Car Wash, where my dad was all mine

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By Natalie Jabbar
| Yahoo Life Verified
Every year on the day my father died, I get my car washed at a beloved Bay Area spot. Turning off El Camino Real in Mountain View, I pull into Lozano Brushless Car Wash. When we used to enter the forest green girders of this mid-century modern space-agey car wash, my father was present, wholly mine for a magical half hour. As an adult, I kept this ritual: I drive up to the attendant and ask for a full-service wash and vacuum.
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