The Dab Experiment
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, Dec 2, 2019
"Today is going to mark a monumental milestone in your career, ain't that exciting?" I fiddled with the pack of sticky notes in front of me on my Boss' desk, not really sure how to react to something like that. Should I be? "I bet I would be more excited if you would, you know, tell me where I was going to be today, and who I'll be speaking to." He smirked, leaning forward. "Max security," he said, then gestured towards his computer monitor as he turned it towards me. I swallowed hard. The first thing I focused on in the mugshot that was being shown to me was the man's eyes. "And Maximillian Thoroughbred."
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