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The rain hits the glass of the high window. It is a cold, gray Tuesday. You sit in your office. The walls are lined with books. You are the head of the department. You have a title. You have a salary. You have a reputation. But you feel empty. The silence in the room is heavy. It presses against your ears. You look at the reflection in the glass. Your face is pale. Your eyes are tired. You see...
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