A few weeks ago, I started to feel sorry for her. Oh Christ, let her win already . . . Who cares . . . It's not worth it. There's not that much difference between them. She can have it. Anything to avoid watching her descend into madness. So I switched. I started rooting for her. It wasn't that hard. Compromise comes easy to me. I was on board. And then I saw the ad.
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