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Once upon a time, there was this country called America. It was a place of dreams and imaginations. Where anyone in the world could go. Anyone could be an American. You can't become Indian, or Italian, French, Irish, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, etc., etc., etc. by moving there and assimilating. You'll never be one of them. But, once upon a time, America was the Golden Ring. That ring is out of reach now. It's rusted and broken. And the merry-go-round keeps spinning. And the occupants keep flying off in all directions.
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 10:03 AM UTC
Merry-Go-Round
Once upon a time, there was this country called America. It was a place of dreams and imaginations. Where anyone in the world could go. Anyone could be an American. You can't become Indian, or Italian, French, Irish, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, etc., etc., etc. by moving there and assimilating. You'll never be one of them. But, once upon a time, America was the Golden Ring. That ring is out of reach now. It's rusted and broken. And the merry-go-round keeps spinning. And the occupants keep flying off in all directions.
francie-lynch
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 10:03 AM UTC
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