They say that every great hero has his or her arch-nemesis. Superman v. Lex Luthor. Spiderman v. Venom. George W. Bush v. the popular vote. I, being the hero of our story, am not immune to this karmic order of the world. No, not even the archaic institution of the electoral college can save me from mine. What I had to battle, one fateful night on a train ride to Paris, was far more evil, more vile than I could have imagined. I am prepared to fight my every day villians: Passing classes, dehydration, and being so horribly good looking. But all my training could not have prepared me for the battle royale that was to ensue. The following is an accurate account of the train ride: 6:30pm- My sidekick Vikas and I arrive to our
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