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... eap, squeaky swivel chair as his legs rested lazily on a massive black metal case.
His head tilted awkwardly to the side and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth as thunderous snores echoed throughout the cavernous space.
The flickering overhead lights barely illuminated the countless black tarps and towering stacks of metal cases scattered across the floor, giving the place an oddly post-apocalyptic vibe.
Suddenly, the obnoxiously loud ringing of Scott’s phone sha ...
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