The Golden Quest
You are screaming inside your head as the printer jams for the third time, the paper curling like a dead leaf under the rollers while you stand there, hands hovering over the plastic casing, feeling the vibration of the machine against the linoleum floor that has seen better decades and better people than you, and the sound is a low, rhythmic grinding that sounds suspiciously like the ticking...
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