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The room is so hot it is hard to breathe. My legs ache from pushing the pedals on this machine. My fingers throb from the many times they have been pierced by the needle. I think of home. The cool, green forests. I think of home. No money and no food. The boss shouts at me. I don’t speak much English, so I just pedal harder. How hopeful I was that night as we sailed toward the beautiful statue. On that night, I was so sure that my dream of America was about to come true….Set in the ear
