Michael Westfields had a small problem. It wasn't that he had quit his dream job nearly two years ago. It wasn't the peeling paint or empty icebox in his two room apartment on the fourth floor. Or even the shared bathroom down the hall, or his landlord. Even the editor that could honestly be said to have it out for him wasn't really his problem at
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The only suggestion I might offer to make it even better would be to crank up the subtly even further: represent the landlord and the editor with objects rather than authoritative mention. A nasty rent reminder slipped under the door for the landlord, "yet another rejection latter" from his editor on the desk, or crumpled up in the trash, etc. :)
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