My Father Was Arrested for Living in an Airport Terminal

On Poverty, Humiliation and Baggage

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I remember how excited I was as a little girl when I got to ride in a taxi with my grandparents instead of taking the subway. It always felt rewarding with a dash of thrill as if it were a holiday or special occasion.




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