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concrete-built skyscraper that was placed

in the middle of the city, looming over the

thousands of individuals and vehicles that

buzzed around its foundations; working

tirelessly to support the infinite and

merciless needs of the wires that kept Sam

and his colleagues’ society up right.

He glared at the numbers in the Excel

window that sank in the white HD screen

in front of him, this was enclosed by the

thin, pitch-black plastic rectangle that was

ubiquitous to all the other hundreds that

were ranked up in tight rows all across the

room. Something was wrong, he knew it –

someone had fucked up.

After he had counted up everything again

he calculated the progression of the profits

and it became obvious that there was less

than there should be. He entered the

numbers into several types of statistic and