Hitting the “1” button next to the elevator, I’d caught a glimpse of my shirt sleeve, then my entire outfit. It was the third straight day I’d worn the same thing. There’s no way I don’t stink by now, I thought as the doors opened. I suppose it isn’t uncommon...
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