Hol and I got up at 5:30, made some coffee, got dressed, walked the two blocks to
our polling place, got in a long but quickly moving line... and voted! We were home by 7:30. And, though I'm no
numerologist , it was a pleasant surprise, and oddly comforting, when I inserted my ballot into the thing that looked suspiciously like an
industrial paper shredder that its counter identified me as the
271st to cast my ballot at our polling place.
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