I started running in earnest on January 1, 2018. The route I charted was exactly 4.9 miles door to door.
It commenced at 4:00 am rain or shine. A safe bet in Sun City Arizona.
At the four mile mark I always ran by the Fry’s gas station and I would notice the gas price was $2.22 a gallon .
It never changed. For three years. I thought it was broken.
I had just had my car repossessed a few weeks earlier, so it didn’t matter to me that much.
But I would still take notice.
Then we had an election.
And that folks, is the rest of the story.
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