Your vote doesn’t count. All that counts is who counts the votes.

“It’s December in Florida, and there are still a few leaves clinging on the bran…”

“The old me is younger than the new me, the me now.”

“The cheese was riddled with holes, and it was a riddle to me what kind it was. …”

“My day starts like a regular guy’s. I wake up, drink raw eggs, run around Phila…”