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Day 69

It's hard to get any journaling or reading done right now. I'm watching the presidential elections in the Union. It's pretty crowded. We are streaming live the radio and occasionally video of the election on MSNBC.

There is an excited electricity in this room. Everyone is smiling, some people are crying. 


It's so strange to be here right now. It is 12:45 here, so 00:45 in Boston. The speeches should be broadcast soon. I'm going to try to get some work done before the scramble for lunch.

O-BA-MA! O-BA-MA! O-BA-MA!

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