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... air, the dim shadows of the old computer screen dancing across his face. Hours sat and crawled by, save the low hum emitted from his desktop fan to break the stillness in that small cluttered apartment.
His eyes were glued on the screen while his fingers absently tapped on the side of the chair.
He wasn't the kind of guy that stood out, unless one counted the wrong kind, anyway. To the world, he didn't exist; to them, he was just another nameless drone within the sea of office wo ...
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