Indianola, Iowa — About 60 people sit on folding chairs in a parking lot adjoining a mostly empty sports bar. The entire neighborhood looks tired, like it has seen better days and is hanging on to respectability by a taut thread. The candidate is already 20 minutes late to this town hall, which was slated for a quarter to noon.
Then, just like that, we’re not in Kansas (or Iowa) anymore.
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