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didn’t respond.
Raj was still looking at me with concern.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
I pocketed my phone.
“What were you saying about the algorithm improvements?”
We talked about work for another 20 minutes. Then I drove home to my apartment in Mountain View.
It was small, one-bedroom, nothing fancy. I’d bought it when the company was still struggling, and I’d continue reading …
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