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Office shorts #3

My colleague stinks. 
That’s it. End of the story. Nothing I can do about it.
I feel the stink slowly spreading itself and forming a sticky film over all surfaces, the desks, chairs, my clothes, the inside of my nostrils.
I pack up and migrate to level 7 hot desks where people have long conversations about shit I don’t understand and smell of nothing.
My colleague continues to stink and conquer the space one unwashed day at a time. 

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