Twelve years today


One person stands apprehensively behind a second person who is seated at a desk. The desk is strewn with papers bearing crude doodles (faintly visible are a stick figure with antlers whose speech bubble contains a frowning face, a bird with an exclamation mark, Lobsterman, and a rough copy of Munch's The Scream). The standing person says, "You've been doing this every day for twelve years?" The one at the desk doesn't look up but tiredly says, "Yeah, but I can stop anytime I want."

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