Ginger and Rosa, friends inseparable since their seemingly simultaneous births (both on the day the atomic bomb fell on Hiroshima), are teetering at the point that straddles adolescence and adulthood at a time in London where post-war 50s sensibilities tottered into sexual revolution and the radical idealism of the 60s. They share a fervent female friendship, the kind where you need nothing more than a shared look to burst into giggles. But, as they each grow, they seem to veer in different directions, and one steps well over a line that devastates their friendship. Read more in “Ginger and Rosa: Friendship, Fear, and Frustration” on Addicted.
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