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windows, titles, perks? Months, maybe years, sucking up to headhunters, grinning at young squirts with hire power and walking away empty? Me scared? Scream my lungs out, throw a fit, beg for mercy? Not a chance. I'm strong. I can take it like a man. I'm a big boy. Look -- my hands are as steady as the hands of a cadaver. Oh, of course, boss. You don't have to tell me. 
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I know. It's nothing personal. The organization needs to change... you still like me, as a person. Jesus. Let me out of here. Give me a drink or two or three. I'll be fine. I'm strong. I'm a big boy. ____ Llyn Clague lives and works in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York. For five years he was co-managing editor of Inprint.  |
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