notes from the outer world.

11am and on. Too many screens. Trying to locate the browser tab that causes this current nasty sound. Facade cleaners spend their working day on the way down to the backyard, window by window, carefully watched by the crowd smoking on that other offices balcony two floors below. (Almost halfway through these hours again. In need of cake and tea, being thoroughly overcaffeinated once more.)

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