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Jumping on the Bandwagon

I live in one of maybe four states that doesn't do a lottery. When the jackpot jumps over a billion, what's a girl to do? Well, she finishes her writerly stuff in the morning and takes a quick day trip to the next state over so she can wait in line with the rest of the world to buy a little hope. The pic below was taken from the rest area about 3/4 of the way there. (I drink a lot of Diet Coke and have a crazy small bladder). The view is not too shabby, I think. 

If I win a billion dollars, I won't share it with anyone. Because rich people are rude and selfish, right? I'll remember you all fondly as I look down on you and roll around naked in all my money. 

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