I feel superstitious when I predict anything other than going to be a hard fight.

We feel good about where we are, but you know, I don't underestimate how he plays.

We come from different places. We're part of different generations.

But I quickly came to admire and love Joe as a man who early on learned to treat everybody with dignity and respect.

Right now, I'm asking everybody to vote.

And vote early.

Hello and welcome to Trumpcast. I'm Virginia Hafernan.

I went to the pole near Slates closed offices in downtown Brooklyn to vote early yesterday.

I'm not going to tell you who I vote for. It's a surprise.

But my friend Sarah had proposed we get coffee and rave the line together.

It turned out to be about an hour and a half. That was deceptively long because people were

standing in clumps based by six feet and the line with all those big gaps snaked around blocks and

blocks. Okay, so Sarah and I live in the same building and we voted together in 2016.

I was super upbeat that day. I was not one of those people who kind of knew Trump was going to win.

I don't really believe in those people. But anyway, I was upbeat. She was really wary.

So this year we switched roles. Sarah was in high spirits. Sure Biden would win. And I was freaking paranoid.

I felt like I'd be jumped by a proud boy at every corner. So darting my eyes around seeing skin

heads. And I filled in my Biden circle as black as night. I was afraid to miss any tiny spot

that could be used against me like a hanging Chad. Before we got to the ballot box,

we decided that our reversed moods meant that 2020 was going to go better than 2016

because we jinxed it that time with those moods. So Sarah proposed we do other things opposite

from how we'd done them in 2016, which somehow meant getting something very expensive, called an orange

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