1st Generation American: Part 1 In an Ongoing Series: ESL

My immigrant journey began in September of 1978 in Miami, Florida. I was a four-year-old toddler tagging along, blissfully unaware of the nature of the trip with my entire immediate family and two grandmothers. My parents applied for political asylum we all started the political refugee process, our first step towards becoming full-fledged American citizens. This series of […]

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Self-Hater,Back in the Day

This might piss some people off. But fuck it. Anyone who thinks I’m saying this shit just to be a dick is not someone I give a shit about pissing off. Sure I am partially being a dick. I am a self-professed asshole after all. But I’m just trying to give an honest opinion of […]

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