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By Evan Mercer in office, portents, jokes — 01 Jun 2026

Nobody likes the new copier, least of all the entity that haunts it.

A line of office workers waits to use an old battered copier while a clean new copier beside it sits ignored and repurposed as a surface for a mug, stapler, and papers.

He was cold, rigid, and financially demanding. But the heart wants what it wants.

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Parts for a door that has not committed to being here.

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