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Adventures In the Office

There was something wrong with me. During the meeting, I felt like going to a square and swinging. I tried to concentrate but I was thinking if the fact of not having vices it would no longer be an addiction either. When everyone left the room, worried about their laptops and reports, I still stayed there for quite a while. Couldn't hit a single clip in the wastebasket. There are days I don't know what the problem is.

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