November 5th, 2013

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In Which Carrie was Felt Up by an Octogenarian

Oh, where to begin? The beginning, I suppose.

I voted today. I cast a vote for freedom instead of tyranny, if you're interested.

Picture me with half my face blued, on a horse, a fierce expression on my face as I approached the polling place, shaking my fist with democratic fervor:

Carrie. "I came back here as a middle-aged woman to tell my enemies that they may take my life, but they will never take... my FREEDOM!"

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