I'm holding a baby in my arms, and she feels so good. And I'm saying to her mother, "I'm a grandma now, I'm a Babushka!" The mother is from Ukraine, and we talk walking back from the school. I love talking to her because she's a new American and I'm teaching her about how fucked up America is. She didn't know that you have to be born in America to be a president. Her son and daughter can be president, but she can't.
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