The President's is my neighbor

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I live in an area called Diego Martin. It is across the major road from the school and the neighborhood called Westmoorings. The newly elected President lives in my neighborhood. 

Today I was at the home of friends of John and Bridget (my neighbors). There was a rally for the winning party and the president was in the car waving and shaking hands. Just something a little different from home.





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