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Generally made up of protein, water and various minerals, with diminishing oil reserves around the mid zone. Has been contributing to global warming for 25 years and trying hard to reduce the footprint now. Male, atheist, geek, savour good food and caught in rat race.
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Thursday, November 17, 2005, 1:33 am
Nia turned her body around. It is a hot day. She is forced to wake up.The blue square alarm clock pointing at 12 both arms.
"Damn", Nia cursed.
She pulled herself up heavily, dragging her heavy self to the wash room.
Nia is a young woman in her early thirties. Looking into the mirror after two splashes of cold water, her vision started to clear. Short black hair, with fair yellow skin, a familiar face she sees everyday. Small thin lines of skin barely visible beside her eyes are getting deeper by days.
"You are getting old, aren't you?, time to get your job change?" she talked to the mirror.
Nia walked back to her room, pushes her little mouse and her laptop screen jump to life with colours. She noticed a new email notification on the bottom right of her screen. It was from her client named Juno.