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[pirateelmo]

I just got home from the Irish festival up near Boston. As much as I appreciate living in a multicultural country such as our own, there was something very comforting and exciting about being in a throng of a couple thousand people who each look like someone in my family. Something about being surrounded by freckles (so. many. freckles.) and red hair and vicious sunburns and fiddle music and brown bread just said, even surrounded by hundreds of strangers, that I belong. I am home.

Then we all got shitfaced and smashed into each other at the Dropkick Murphys concert.

I really couldn't be anything but Irish.