On files

by Malin's eating

When the printer was done, she had about a hundred pages filled with their words in her hands. They had used so many words over the years, how was it even possible that they had missed using the right ones? Letter by letter she read them all, as if deciphering a complicated code, and then she put the stack of papers in the bottom drawer of her gigantic desk. She cried for a week.

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