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... building. He had headphones on, probably listing to music. His movemts with the mop were both graceful and slick—almost like he'd be doing this for so long that he'd developed his own technique, a rhythm that was uniquely his.
Suddly, the doors burst op, and a swarm of young m and wom came rushing out of the classrooms, flooding the hallway. The young man quickly stepped to the side, giving them room to pass.
"Damn it, all that work for nothing," he muttered, glaring at the dirt ...
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