Throwback to Election day.

The Mr. Capitalist/my lovely fishing analogies on lefties
You just have to look at them, the way they dress. Or if they have a beard. Or colourful clothes. The vegetarians. Or the kind of people that drink a pint of beer in the middle of exam periods. The public transport people. The spiritual people. The people with different auras around them. Or, well, all people that are smiling. 

So here am I. With hippie trousers, knitted jumper in a mustard yellow tone, careless knot in my hair, a climbing rope in my hand, a smile on my face. I'm ridiculously proud to be called a left-wing on a day like this.

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