Frankel ´20: The Dutch don´t have sex earlier, they just have sex smarter
(WorldNews Netherlands)

`Isabel sent a topless picture to her whole class?` Dumbfounded, eight-year-old me stared at my six-year-old cousin´s birthday invite. She had painted a big six across her chest and belly, striking a pose and pointing at her torso with a huge grin. Isabel and I had a lot in common. We both inherited our grandma´s curly hair and drove our families crazy with ceaseless singing. We watched the same movies, read the same books and both loved Special K with strawberries. But this, I would never do. Despite our similar upbringings and shared genetics, our fundamental difference is that Isabel grew up in the Netherlands, and I grew up in the United States. It wasn´t until years after the birthday...