Agreement with the Italian
I keep the one I already had in the same place, but before returning, I stay there for a few seconds.
"You have to be strong, Claudia," I tell myself. "You have to go in there and show that it doesn't affect you. You go, put the folder down, and that's it. That will be it."
"That will be it," I repeat to myself, already calmer ready to go back to that floor.
Once I'm there again, all I hear is the whispering of the workers who I bet are talking about the situation.
Whatever. And just like that guy once told me, let them do it, maybe that will give them enough to eat for the rest of the week.
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