One In A Million
Somehow, I like being alone, studying, doing research regarding the human body.
Closing the door behind me, I roam my gaze around. The interior of my office is just the normal one, with folders neatly compiled on the steel cabinets on the side, the set of sofa in the middle of the room, my high-tech desk with in-command buttons. There's the button for the virtual computer, a button for my virtual writing pad, and other buttons that I rarely use. They are not actually necessary, well, not for me.
I sit on my dark swivel chair and press a button on my desk. The virtual computer shows and I immediately open my files and rummage through them until I found myself re-reading the file which is labe
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