"I can't help but wonder what you'd make of the country I've been living in the last two hundred years," she said. "It's...it's an interesting contradiction. Claims to be a meritocracy, but it's riddled with racism, sexism, Antisemitism, and a whole bunch of other miserable -isms. But at the same time...creativity, innovation, activism..."

Really, the best way to sum up the United States, in her opinion, was visiting Las Vegas. On the one hand, you had greed and excess and a thoroughly seedy underbelly. On the other hand, they'd brought water to the desert. There was artistry and culture and liberal attitudes about so many things.

But she was an optimist.

"This place," she said gesturing around the room, toward the City at large, "it's like an echo of home. Except more of the bad things and less of the good. But I'm...working on it. You should totes sign up for one of my night school classes at the library. You can learn about my world there."