The Great French Queuing

Like many of the London French I went to vote on Sunday. Two hours of queuing to get to the polling station. Fortunately most of us had lived here long enough to be familiar with the fine art of queuing. My neighbour had come prepared

Later she even got interviewed

And two hours later, I could at last cast my vote.

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