Project 30
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I sat at her desk and felt the cold breeze in the moment of silence. She looked at me then back at the paper. "You're hired."
A flood of relief came inside me. I needed this job, and I had gotten it so easily. It's almost funny when people don't realize a fake application. Little did she know, I already had a job. A job important to my family. But who am I to judge others? She can do whatever she wants. I walk out the door as the brisk fall air hits me. "Project 30, phase one." I mumble to myself.
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