Madam Rene de Gas, by Edgar Degas (1872)
Everyone I’ve talked to this week feels unfocused or distracted. We’ve been waiting four years for this moment—four long years—and it’s finally here. We want to be sure we’ve given it everything we have on the other side. Our future depends on it.
People are text banking, donating, hanging signs, and relishing th…
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