You might have noticed me tweet a photograph the first time I wore it.
— Stuart Ian Burns (@feelinglistless) September 12, 2016
This was the day I visited the Museum of Science and Industry in Manchester and although I wasn't unaware enough that it might attract some attention not to include a spare t-shirt in my backpack. In museum, and entire family passing by me in the railyard at the back kept their eyes fixed on my chest as I walked towards them. There were also comments. One of the invigilators said that she liked the t-shirt and another older woman who'd stood next to me during a presentation explained that she "admired my fashion statement." Both were American judging by their accents.
In the days I've worn it since, the attention is always there. The odd glance as I pass by, people reading my chest. I've been pointed at from a car a few times. I assume it's because of the t-shirt. I hope it isn't something else. Part of me wonders if I should wait until after the election before wearing it again when it becomes a blue t-shirt with words on. But I genuinely want Clinton to win and wearing the t-shirt is a tiny way of showing that even if it probably has zero chance of changing the minds of any random US tourists who might notice it on their rounds about the city.
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