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... drip, drip!"
Dubian Che stretched out his hand from under the covers to turn off the annoying alarm clock, then lay in bed for another ten seconds before sitting up.
It was Thursday morning at 7:15 a.m.
Half-asleep, he brushed his teeth and washed his face, then dressed in a white shirt and trousers, tied his tie in front of the mirror, and slipped into his still-unfamiliar suit uniform, leaving the top button undone—it looked cooler that way.
In truth, he was al ...
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