You march towards the Convention Center. You've got a great number of flags and some loud speakers. But you mumble so we can't tell what you're chanting. Then you get stopped by a line of riot police. You scream in their faces. For a really long time. And then...
I get bored and go back into my office. I couldn't figure out the end goal. They aren't out there right now. I bet they went for dinner.
I wondered about how bored the police might be, just standing around all day. Then I realized I was just standing there watching them stand there.
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