Rythmear In reply to Molotav [2013-08-22 10:54:22 +0000 UTC]
"For the rest of the day, he sat behind the counter, consumed within a vortex of paranoia and convinced that the next time the phone rang, or the door opened, it would be his boss preparing to deliver a tirade that would culminate in his dismissal; that he would be dragged into court to explain his messed up little fetish before a jury of his peers and try to justify why heβd been filling his books with violent, sexual sketches of one of his customers."
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