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November, 1960......
Different Worlds
Immediately his shift had been over, Illya had headed for the agents’ common room. Since then he had been glued to the television.
Over the past few months he had become increasingly interested in the election campaign. He’d watched often at work and had even contemplated buying a television, but had dismissed that thought as excessively frivolous. Instead he had listened to his radio.
This was, in fact, the first place he’d been made aware of what was going on. He had initially thought that Sinatra’s ‘High Hopes’ was playing until he’d listened more carefully to the words. Something about a man named Kennedy and ‘the opposition’ going ‘ker-plop’. He’d paid more attention than usual to the piece broadcast immediately afterwards. Apparently this Kennedy was in a race with another man called Hubert Humphrey, and he had a song, too.
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Hey folks,
Folks,
Though the HODOWE: United Nations Day Challenge continues through Saturday, October 27th, I want to post the guidelines for the next HODOWE challenge to give folks as much time as possible for writing. Especially since this one is our last HODOWE challenge for the year, and next year we will be sponsoring the QUOTEME challenge instead.
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