Black. I chose to wear black, so bleak the expected electoral prognosis. In mourning for the lost hopes of my country I walk to the polling station.
Black shirt, dark jeans, black boots. Black.
Hope. I have to hope. Where are we without hope?
So I wore my Red Pants and
Red + Yellow =
Orange socks
Per ardua ad astra! ("Through adversity, to the stars!)
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