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Former First Lady Michelle Obama will not attend President-elect Donald Trumpā€™s

inauguration on Monday, citing an extended vacation in Hawaii. She also missed

President Jimmy Carterā€™s funeral due to a ā€œscheduling conflict.ā€ Since the passing

of her mother, Marian Robinson, in May, Michelle Obama has maintained a lower

public profile, though she supported Vice President Kamala Harrisā€™s campaign before Election Day

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