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The City Where the Different Go

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'It was a long day at work today, love.' 

Days aren't long or short - they're constant. What varies is the interest you take in the activities of the day. I have formulated that enjoyment at work is directly proportional to how much you love your profession. However, there is an interesting contradiction to this theory of mine. People say that life is short. If in such a short life, you follow your passion and get your dream job (tap on wood), your months would seem like hours. How can a human possibly possess a stable state of mind while stuck in such a paradox? I think it's that last little four-letter word at the end that's subtly manipulating all of us.

What happens when a crest and a trough converge at the same place? 
Read to find out.



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