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Re: Emma Goldman, the thing I loved the most about reading Living My Life 20 years ago, was that it felt like she did a good job of not portraying herself as perfect, of including the ugly bits. It really humanized her for me, made her seem like someone I COULD have had casual relations with despite how big she was. Maybe Berkman (or Most!) could've done more of that, but it was certainly enough for me to bring her down off of a pedestal, and place her next to me, as just another person who did cool shit.