The Faded Apartment
The rain had been falling against the office windows for three days, a relentless gray sheet that blurred the skyline of the financial district into a smear of charcoal and rust, and I sat at my desk staring at the quarterly projections that were slowly turning into a lie, knowing that if I did not secure the senior compliance officer title by Friday, I would be stuck in this cubicle for...
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