For Tony
For Tony
You came to America twenty-six years ago as a student who knew very little English. You did not choose to mix politics with remaining in your new homeland. In English, you asked a Kentucky lady how much she would take to marry you? Her answer was: five thousand, laddy, confusing Israel and Ireland. You take up her offer and marry her. You endure the sham for five years, before you can legally get your divorce, and remain in America. In the court, your worst fears came to pass. You get nothing, she gets everything but America, your dream.
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powerful turn- at the end..