Once upon a time, we drank from the garden hose, ate neon-orange cheese balls, and sprayed clouds of hairspray directly into our faces without a second thought.
And now?
We're waking up at 3 AM wondering if our deodorant is slowly assassinating us.
Welcome to midlife, where reading labels is our new hobby, and the phrase “endocrine disruptor” strikes fear …
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