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Day 25.

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Okay, so just sit here and talk to myself totally normal.

Just like recording a story.

Except that someone is going to analyze it and try to figure out why I'm going crazy.

And not just me, but everyone that I work with. Yup. Just a normal day at work.

Nothing to see here.

I mean, I have to be going crazy. It's freaking October and I'm having to be going crazy.

It's freaking October, and I'm having dreams about Christmas crap.

The drugstore where I work does a thriving business.

Unfortunately for my boss, that business is the one that takes place in our back parking lot,

where Dan Darnel and a few of his people spend most of their days.

Inside, where the drugs are legal, things are considerably slower.

Fourth Street pharmacy doesn't just sell prescriptions.

We sell everything from overpriced low-quality soap to over-price, low-quality toys,

because that's where the profit margin is.

That's, according to my boss, Chad, the manager, who, by a remarkable

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