The Lab Rat
The Lab Rat ACT I The coffee machine in the MIT lab made a sound like a dying cat every Tuesday morning. Sarah Chen had learned to associate that sound with the beginning of another week of photocopying, data entry, and pretending she understood what the physicists were arguing about. She was twenty-four, a first-generation American daughter of Chinese immigrants, and her job title was...
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