So I went to Abbraccio this morning at 8 a.m. to vote. The line stretched through the restaurant, out the door, down the ramp and onto the street. There must have been 50-70 people ahead of me. I prepared to wait it out, preparing a text message to my boss explaining why I would be late. But then a woman working the event asked me what was my
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