Part 1 of Chapter 1
In a dark room, lit by a single стол письменный, стол lamp, there was the silhouette of a person. A person of about average height, with rugged hair. He sat at the desk, Письмо on a single sheet of paper. The paper was filled with thousands upon thousands of words, completely blocking out the paper. The working man, seeing his paper lacking any free Космос left, put his pencil away, and placed his paper on the вверх of the stack. The paper rested on a pile that towered over him, it’s shadow blocking out the rest of the room behind him. The man got up from the стол письменный, стол and headed over to the door,...
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