Right Person Wrong World

Right Person Wrong World

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It's a few months away from the next election, and Barack Obama is running for president of the United States. He's going across the country, giving speeches on why he should be elected. But what happens when he meets Harry Styles, a British pop star, on his American leg of his tour? This takes place in the 2008 presidential election, and Obama has not yet married Michelle. In addition, Harry has been aged up(I'm not gonna specify cuz I'm too lazy) to an appropriate age. Enjoy!! :)
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