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The yellowing papers stirred ever so slightly as the relic beneath them wondered how long she had been sleeping under that litter of half finished specifications, buried as she was by a landslide of documentation. She was late she thought, the alarm had gone off and she had missed it. Picking up her work weary head, the papers drifted to the floor like leaves as she peered hopefully at her computer, the same computer that had this morning informed her that she did not have the privileges necessary to roam the Downs, (but not the one that seemingly had abstained from presenting the internet portal to ME altogether, like some electronic hermit).
Clicking quietly in the deathly dry gloom of her barrow, she tried again. “Ah there now….” She breathed as the door opened. And peering out, a refreshing haze of green letters could be seen drifting through the blackness. "That is better now!"
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