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Look, I had a pressure cooker of a job along with more responsibility that any one person should have. I had an office of twenty-five people under me all needing help like little birds in a nest.
They weren't all just sexpats and drifters and former disgraced officers or old bartenders, none of which he should have mentioned.
He snorted. “President of the City Council? That's like being admiral of the Swiss Navy.”
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