"The United States- how can you live in that country?" the man had asked. Agnes had shrugged. "A lot of my… — Lorrie Moore
"The United States- how can you live in that country?" the man had asked. Agnes had shrugged. "A lot of my stuff is there," she'd said, and it was then that she first felt all the dark love and shame that came from the pure accident of home, the deep and arbitary place that happened to be yours.
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