One change that I find disturbing here in SW Florida is the proliferation of offensive language in store names, menu offerings, brand labeling, and product advertisement in local establishment. I never had to worry about that kind of stuff here in America, and now I suddenly face the need to steer my child from a litany of fucks, asses, jerks, and worse.
As somewhat of an aside, if you decide to read Sarma’s memoir, please be forewarned that she overuses the f-word to an extraordinary degree. I’m a literary critic and no vocabulary in literature bothers me. But when it’s used randomly and repetitively for no purpose, that is simply bad writing.

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