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Tuesday, June 17
It's a lazy afternoon. I'm all alone at an underground train station waiting for the train to drag itself to my feet. I glance up at the board, wanting to find out how many minutes there are before the train finally comes. Canon Advertisement. Next train: 'Canon Advertisement' minutes. Marvelous. Absolutely marvelous. And they're charging me $1.50 per trip to see this information. Brilliant.
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