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It really hurts me that your grandfather forgot your name.

I am also Dominican, and I feel similarly discarded and forgotten by my ancestors and relatives more connected to the culture than I. It's so painful to feel rejected by a part of you that you're just starting to investigate. It's got to be something about that corner of the world and it's history - I've found in my travels that many other peoples are rather eager to bring in anyone even remotely interested in them! And yet, we can be so exclusionary.

On another note, what did you think of The Marias? I can't listen to them without thinking bitterly of past loves that were intertwined with their romantic sound. But I can't deny that they make amazing music. I wish I could have gone to their show!

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Just now seeing this and realizing this is the comment where “we talked about this before,” as you assured me the other night. It hurts me too that my grandfather forgot my name. I checked my mailbox before I left campus for the holidays and the letter I had send my grandfather right after the election had been returned to me. It hurts. Surely it is something about the history

The Maria’s certainly makes me think about past lovers and their music makes me even more of a supporter of the concept of lovership. They make me feel like I’ve felt the greatest love to ever exists and the worst pains to ever come from them. And I havent, I’ve been very lucky. so I feel fondly about The Marias. Lovingly, even

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philly is my home and i have to say it is so interesting to hear about the city from an outsiders perspective! the way you write about your experiences on this trip is lovely and makes me appreciate all the little things i overlook due to living there so long ❤️‍🔥 so thank you!

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