The Golden Quest
The shredder in Director Halloway’s office does not make a sound like destruction, but rather a rhythmic, industrial chewing, a mechanical mastication of paper that seems to swallow the very air of the room, and you stand before his desk, watching the edges of your appeal letter disappear into the steel teeth, the white pulp collecting in the bin beneath the machine like a pile of teeth pulled...
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