“I’m not saying this to discourage you. You know the only way this is going to happen is if we put in the work ourselves.” Mira couldn’t argue with that. We are the union, Isabel had once said, and Mira had learned over the last few months what this really meant. There was no one but them to do the work of organizing thousands of grad students and winning the election. If Mira didn’t do her rounds every week, talking to people at every opportunity, the work wouldn’t get done. Last semester, week by week, she’d helped add to the ever-increasing count of union cards. And now she had to do
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