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But Where Are You ‘From’?

I was just trying to order lunch, not climb up my family tree.

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This happened years ago, on a rainy October afternoon in Seattle, but it is something I think about on occasion when I feel strangers are implying that I must be from somewhere other than the United States.

Hola,” a woman said from behind the counter at a stall in the market.

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Breanna R.

Breanna R.

Orlando freelance writer. I write about travel, dating, and wellness. Let’s connect! https://linktr.ee/breannaventures

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