Chapter 2

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His white hair.his big glasses.
I instantly felt a BERNing love for this mysterious individual.i flashed my eyes at him.he held a stare shot at me faster than the speed of my heart for just a second to long.
The only way I can describe him in well...I don't know how to putt this.....THICC.yes!thats the world lost in the abiss of my mind among the other beautifully executed words in this intricate, elegant language.his large package bulged out completely almost ripping his cotton elastic waist short shorts that said #feelthebern across the ass. And I think he caught me "reading the message across his huge butt. He winked. "Oh I'm feelin the bern alright" I said,half mumbling half moaning.then it registered in my mind.the feelthebern. The hair. The college tuition bills. It all made sense. I had fallen for Bernie sanders,the man paying my tuition and roasting my great aunt Hilary.

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