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July 11, 2003
The man in the brown suit got off at his floor, muttering to himself and trying to keep papers from falling out of his file. The woman sniffed as if she was glad the rumpled man was gone, no longer contaminating her immediate area. Jack smiled slightly. He had a feeling that for all the nuances a person could have, that that woman was pretty much straight forward. The tenth floor arrived and Jack pushed his way to the open doors. On the way, he accidentally jostled the woman in the smart suit. He glanced at her face briefly, saw...