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It was a long walk from the clocking-in machine to his workstation, but Larry didn’t mind that at all. He loved what he did and what he did was necessary, which just made him love it all the more.
“Overtime, Larry?” Graham asked as the two men approached each other in the corridor.
“Aye,” said Larry with a broad smile. “Those galaxies aren’t going to turn themselves!”
“Ain’t that the truth.”
Soon enough Larry was at his workstation, an array of cogs as vast as a galaxy itself.
“Morning, beautiful,” he said. “Let’s have a great day, shall we?220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtxZdKcm8pU
