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I've always found it hard to straddle the lines of two worlds. I thought belonging somewhere in its traditional sense would be much easier. But deep down, I know this fringe state is among the highest forms of privilege. You don't make a macchiato with just milk or just coffee. At the intersection of two worlds lies an altogether different beauty.
Ultimately, I am grateful.
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