Tamara Hala

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Neither of us realized at the time that it was precisely because I was American that I did not think about money, not in this context anyway. I was consumed by this country’s cultural revolution. I had never been somewhere, I thought, where national and personal identity had been so deliberately and methodically engineered, and here I was watching the whole thing fall apart.
Notes on a Foreign Country: An American Abroad in a Post-American World
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