Friday’s quiet workspace, sturdy WiFi and old-school tunes

“Who are those pictures of? I hope they’re not of me.”

There’s no good reason why the pictures would have been of me, but when the click of a cellphone camera and the “bloop” of an outgoing text are the only sounds in the room, and you have your back to everyone, it’ll let a guy indulge his paranoia a little bit.

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