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It’s a little after 6.30 a.m. and, standing on the porch of my first apartment in America, I watch the torrential downpour outside. It’s dramatic: rain in an angry, determined deluge that just doesn't happen back home, and I'm glad I'm living a little way up a hill and not in a flood zone. The … Continue reading On First Impressions