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... y expensive glass desk while she stared at me like I’d just announced plans to burn down her mother’s flagship store.
Her fingers were doing that thing where they drummed against the tablet in perfect rhythm. One two three four. Repeat. The metronome of someone whose brain was working overtime to decide whether to fire me or lecture me first.
She was going with lecture.
"This," she said, turning her tablet toward me, "is a problem."
I looked at the screen. Same ph ...
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