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The Creeping Weirdness of a Trump Town in a Pandemic

I’ve come to discover that suddenly I’m the stranger in the place I’ve called home.

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About a year ago, while riding bikes to the nearest park with my two daughters, the first flag went up. Fluttering in the wind, just below the U.S. and Texas flags that it shared a pole with outside the home, there it was: Trump 2020.




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Omar L. Gallaga

Omar L. Gallaga

Tech culture writer and podcaster, now freelancing in Texas. Bylines: Washington Post, WSJ, CNN, NPR, Wired, Texas Monthly. Here for all your wordy needs.

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