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The mental image of you and the other women all holding that pole on the G line together... I feel like there is a poem there just asking to be written, something from the pole's perspective, maybe about how all of that power and unity turned it into an anchor, or how the city was orbiting around the three of you in that moment.

And really, I think I might have a couple bingo cards filled by now, too! Which means we're winning. We are definitely winning at this.

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