Merry Christmas! This is the Story of How I Set Out to Fight Fascism and Ended Up With Wet Feet

Happy Christmas Eve from Chicago! I’m writing this a couple weeks in advance. Assuming everything goes as planned I am at my parents’ apartment getting ready to go to super fancy downtown church for their Christmas Eve service. But I wanted to give you a quick update from Chicago, my life, and all that. And also a nice story for Christmas Eve!

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