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Jul 2010
A big blue building.
With little blue people inside.
Blue workers rushing to please blue managers.
Falling into place naturally and poetically like soldier ants,
but feeling the pain of a harsh, corporate America.

When I live this place,
only then will I be human again.
only then will I be happy again.
Chris Ott
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