I named it #377, because like a checkbook, but didn't want to start on #1. It's bad luck. Like starting to paint on on a perfectly clean and white canvas.
Done over the summer during the election campaign. It would be a little different now, but not much.

This was based on an actual conversation I overheard when walking to the subway on morning.
This could be an ongoing series. We all have so many.

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