I’m In Minnesota. It Needs Michele Tafoya.

The wheels kissed the runway in Minnesota, and the rain arrived to greet us. My row mate lifted the window shade, and drops detonated against the plexiglass like tiny gray fireworks. I watched them and hoped the weather wouldn’t keep voters from their front doors. I didn’t know what to expect from Minneapolis. I knew ...

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