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Chapter 19: Undefined Terms
It was 9 AM in a certain office in a certain building in Washington DC.
A short ring from a cellphone sounded, and the woman with gleaming silver eyes, seated at the gorgeous, mahogany desk covered in papers, gave a slight sigh of irritation. 3,151 more words
I’m a lucky man. No, not like the Emerson, Lake & Palmer song Lucky Man which is about the old saw that the grass is always greener on the other side (you walk over to your neighbor’s perfect-looking lawn and now you can see all his weeds, so he isn’t so good, is he? 767 more words