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It was high noon in the Town Square and there people everywhere eating their sandwiches and drinking their meal replacements. I'd had just about enough of Suits, so
gladly would he wear the gag for the Queen of Larks. Where and when all the true becomes un-so, and feet touch the ceiling to walk. I don't care if
want to or not. Life isn't always optional. You will do as I say, and you will don a smile while you do it. Is that clear? It better be or else
things are going to get ugly. And we all know that when the going gets ugly, the ugly wear lots of make-up and talk about how personalities are more important, anyway.’
Baffled, I left for home immediately and wrote a strongly worded letter to
The Chief of Police with cc: to Mom stating
that unless her net productivity improved by at least 35% in the next fiscal quarter, there would have to be a managerial restructuring within FamilyCorp Pty Ltd.
