I feel like I'm on the other side of the Looking Glass.
When I was a kid, I learned that I wasn't supposed to exist. Rules that had been set in stone about 300 years before I was born dictated that "real" Americans fit properly into certain categories, and those of us stuck between were walking abominations, or at best, exotic objects. I saw the
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