The Building.

Jon looked up at the building.
‘Hmm.. very impressive’ he thought to himself.
He pushed his narrow glasses further up on his perfect nose, brushed off his black suit, and picked up his clean dark briefcase. He gave it a smile showing a little dimple on his beautiful tan cheek.
‘You are going to make me rich.’ Jon told the case mentally.
He then began walking briskly towards the building’s front door.
He gave the door a quick look over then pushed, but just as the door swung open….....

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