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... as sitting behind my desk, staring at the mountain of paperwork that never seemed to shrink, even though I had just cleared half of it the night before. My office, dimly lit and cold, matched my mood perfectly. Peaceful silence, with the sound of the pen scratching against the paper, was exactly what I needed to get through the day.
Of course, that never lasted.
The door to my office swung open with a loud creak, but I didn't look up. If it was important enough, they'd speak. If ...
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