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July 24, 2003
...in his life, without trying to understand Ms. Collins. The fourteenth floor arrived much sooner than Jack had expected. He stepped out of the elevator into a vastly different corridor than the one on the tenth floor. There was new paint on the walls and a large bay window opposite the offices, at the other end of the corridor. It smelled new and fresh, not old and dingy, like the tenth floor. There was also unexpected warmth that Jack had been sure wouldn't exist on the same floor as Ms. Collins. Clutching his files to his chest, lest one of...