Dimly I can hear the bubbling from the water dispenser, the click of tape being ripped and the faint shuffle of papers. There are murmering voices in the distance, garbled together and impossible to understand. The swish of somone walking bpast and somewhere a door clunks as it closes. But I am far far away, for I have once again disappeared into a
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