That day the bearded Republican in New Hampshire warned us about Trump
Racism divides the United States. But fear of wartime was what united it.
TORONTO—The bearded Republican regarded us suspiciously.
He had been washing his pickup truck (naturally) and listening to country music on the radio (ditto). It was blindingly bright Saturday morning in August in New Hampshire, and we were out knocking on doors for our candidate, Hillary Clinton...
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