There’s a woman who works in my office building who is always downstairs smoking in the atrium. Every time I go out of the building, and I mean every time, she’s there, puffing away, either alone or chatting with other people. I see her smoking at least three times a day. Nobody knows how many other times she’s there smoking, and being away from her desk.
Or maybe she doesn’t work. Hmmm.
In other news, the Afro-Asia Building (I know right, what a name) across the road is still closed after Wednesday’s fatal fire.
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