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It's Just Too Damn Important

Okay, folks, regardless of your political views, how can any of us be apathetic and skip voting? People died so that each of us have the right to vote. It is our duty as citizens of this country to participate in the process. We cannot let those who came before us down by sitting on the sidelines. Please, go vote this November.

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