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Nicholas Boothman
Chapter 1
The Wall of Waffle
Henry Talbot stood in the doorway of his corner office for the last time.
His hand rested on the brass nameplate.
Senior Vice President, Strategic Communications.
Twenty-three floors below, Toronto carried on with its usual promises. A red TTC streetcar clanged through the intersection while the towers of Bay Street held the pale April light. Billboards promised happiness. Politicians promised change. Lovers promised forever. Banks promised freedom. Wellness brands promised peace in twelve easy payments.
Henry had spent fifteen years making those promises sound believable.
At forty-seven, he had become exactly the kind of man he used to despise.
His desk was already cleared. The awards were in a box. The framed photo of him shaking hands with the Premier, back when the man still had a career, lay face-down in the recycling bin.
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