i work in an office. the lobby is polished marble. there is a doorman. there is a new bunch of lilies in front of the id swiping machine every day. sometimes when i come home, i feel like i have been working in a coal mine all day, or maybe selling flowers on the street. the system is set up to squash every natural impulse for creativity and above all, there is an absence of real human feeling in every interaction.....
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