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up my rag.
“What are you doing?” Aurora asked.
“Finishing my shift,” I said. “The windows are only half-done.”
Chen started to protest, but Aurora held up a hand.
“Let him finish,” she said quietly. “It’s his job.”
So I finished. I cleaned the windows while forty people pretended not to watch. I emptied the trash bins. I mopped the floors. I did my work continue reading …
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