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... ed in its affairs, to the extent that they used the director’s office as their own bedroom.
“I’m tired,” someone said, without any particular message.
This statement was enough to convey the collective exhaustion and anxiety of the group, especially after an important annual event was disrupted.
Although everyone looked calm on the outside, they were silently calculating the damage caused by the attack.
“The damage is great,” another man said. He was an old, bald, one-eye ...
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