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... y outside was saying you're looking for some work here?"
Up above, the ceiling fan wobbled about as it spun around, creaking every half second, one blade crooked at an angle and another forcibly stuck back in place by a hefty layering of the strongest tape one of the maintenance guys a couple of months back had at the time.
For a better part of the year, He told himself more times than there were days in said year that he oughta get around to replacing that fan. He never got arou ...
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