I was born in Manhattan. I can't contain my loathing for DJT. I have never despised someone this much except of course my mother. Perhaps this is why I am so triggered with rage.
When I was a child my step-father came home from visiting my mother in the hospital. My mother had just had her gallbladder removed. He told us that she might die of pneumonia. I had to run and hide my face in the pantry between the cereal boxes, I was smiling so hard.
Saturday, March 28, 2020
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