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On the day he was born, my son was granted two passports. Easy enough. But the hard part was yet to come: he now had to learn both our languages. And if he had to learn, it meant we had to teach him.
The story of a fictional small town in the middle of Utah might hold the key to fixing the dangerous divisiveness that is plaguing American life.
If you're unconvinced, here are some facts to hammer it home.
Six feet used to be the perfect distance to justify avoiding or ignoring a fellow human. Now we’re all shouting across streets, singing from our balconies, longing for a trip to the grocery store in a desperate search for a connection. What if Coronavirus was the tragedy our society needed?
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