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Coo roo coo coo coo coo coo coo No, 5:00 already? Coo roo coo coo coo coo coo coo Guess so.

I roll over and take the needle off the record player that I set to play every morning at 5:00. Seems Great White North works well to wake me up. I stretch, having put on the clothes I was going to wear today on last night after showering, and pull on my shoes. I only do that with fabrics that don’t wrinkle easily. I slip on my jacket and grab my breifcase, heading out the door. Dangit. Forgot to grab my coffee. I run back inside and grab it, running back out. I take a sip every few steps. I left my car behind, because, in this whacked-up world, the last thing we need is a deeper carbon footprint. I reach my office and slip in, looking around. How’s today going to be?

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