Mă simt tot timpul ca și cum fiecare ar vrea o bucățică din mine.

On into the void he flies, unafraid. There is nothing in mere absence that can cow him. Or loneliness. Or the lack of maps and charts. For he is his own path. And he sees by his own light. We watch him from a great distance. From a vantage point no less subjective, no less absolute. And so it's hard to tell whether he imposes himself on the emptiness, or becomes it.

Parts of the Voting Rights Act are due to expire next year if Congress doesn&#39;t extend them, including the section that guarantees that voting rights will be protected by the federal government.

Written By Marty Meehan

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