It is the summer of 2009 and an unbearably hot day. My mom is walking in front of me, giggling and talking in Chinese with the cousin she hasnâ€™t seen in more than a decade. Every couple of minutes, she turns around to look at me, my brother, and my dad, to point out...
Listen to man’s question to then-Senator Kamala Harris
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