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Two tree cutters were suspended in the tree outside my second-floor bathroom window one recent morning. They were hired by the city to trim branches and limbs along property lines to keep the debris away from power and phone wires.
While I was shaving, the window was open enough that I could hear them. They didn’t know that I was there, and I heard the following conversation:
“Man,” the one guy says, “you vote for that Obama?”