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The mayor of the decaying urban center fingered the fine gold chain that snaked around his waistcoat's ample circumference. He palpated his turgid paunch. Then he fingered his white handlebar moustaches, of which he was very proud. With his other hand, he fingered the elaborate, sheepskin calendar on his green leather desktop. The top of the calendar read, "January, 2000".
"Damn," the mayor said, "An election year!"
Date Written: December 30, 1899
Author: qualcomm
Average Vote: 4.2