"What are you doing? Having to prove work?"
"No. I don't have to prove work. I need to count signs."
"For who?"
"Well, the boss asked and I kind of want to know for myself."
"What for?"
"While I kind of think it was a monumental thing, putting signs up in a whole neighborhood."
"Well, you're the only one that cares."
Listen, if folks want to pay me my regular salary for counting. I'm going to gladly count.
Non-Zero Factors
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My Chamomile tea smells of dry grass, and cat fur. I let the warm scented
steam ground me while I look around for a place to sit in this Community
Coffeeho...
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