...having voted, we treated ourselves to a cup-of-coffee at a famous coffee place at the junction of 4th Avenue and Astor Place (NYC) and watched the people go by. In former years, queuing to vote, where I usually vote, was unheard of. Today, it was different. We queued, in the chilly wake of Sandy, knowing for sure who would get the vote!
That is such a strange one : the guy looks just like he is acutally carrying the reflection under his arm just like a porte-folio... Funny !
ReplyDeleteA great reflection post, well done!
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