We see the outer life of the manager. All pleasantries and fake smiles. Putting on his best front for those he hates the most. But that inner life we only see as a peeping glimpse from the edge of his gleaming eyes. A dark and twisted creature, shameful to be seen. It clings to those edges like barnacles gripping the cliff’s edge. He gently w…
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