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... ad as he dragged his feet slowly to the entrance of his apartment. His boss had leaned across his desk earlier that evening, breath wrecking from cigars. He was at wit’s end.
The lock to his apartment resisted before unlocking as the stale air hit him. The room was just as it was when he left in the morning, the monitor screen flickering with scattered trash lying around at different corners. He just let the door close with a light thud.
The faint sound of his custom PC filled th ...
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