Ten.One Thousand, Six Hundred & Forty-Seven
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I pour coffee in the mug and then more coffee into a to-go mug to take upstairs.
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6:30am virtual calls with your best friend. One hour is never enough.
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Where is everyone? They start to slide through the door at 7:58.
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Two, four, six, eight, nine. I will play the tenth.
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Focus.
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That’s a lot of dry needles.
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On the way out she tells me she hopes my arm isn’t too sore.
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My arm feels quite sore.
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No dessert.
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Hmmmm.