From Issue 2: The Girl’s Desk

Alan Blaustein Laurence Kent Halland glanced across his long, neatly rectangular office at the administrative assistant’s desk and sighed as his intercom buzzed. The cold-sounding young receptionist announced that his temp for the day had arrived, and he winced. He’d had three temps in the past two weeks, each worse than the last. Through phone…

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