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47 Born in The uSA Born in 1937 in the uSa not yet a war year though war was coming along with its patent leather and bowtied photographers When I say I feel like a rusty Dodge I reveal my age my brand in an age of brands here I am that depression-era child whose father took her yearly to Coney Island where we ate Nathan’s frankfurters whirled madly in cars of remarkable lacquers stood with the crowd sighed at the fireworks at the end an American flag gleamed over the ocean telling us it was time to head for the subways damp sand blowing across the boardwalk linoleum stained with juices and an oilcloth table at home where we beat time and sang Oh you can’t scare me I’m sticking to the Union for we believed a better world was coming such and such my sources and my spring for which I sink to my knees in gratitude and dare you my fellow citizens in the nation of money I dare you to mock me ...

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