I trotted out to the mailbox, slipped in the envelope and pulled up the flag. The mailwoman pulled over in her compact, right hand drive car, took the envelope and pushed the flag back down. Ordinarily, I vote by going to the school down the block in New York, finding my name on a list, taking my ballot into a little booth and then feeding it into a machine that does something or other with it. This was different. Easier. I hope the post office will deliver it and that I will be counted. Anyway, I voted.
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You and Seurat.
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