Day 4: The Morgue
Where the dead trees go to rest. Tonight some co-workers regaled me with tales of some of the crazier CA shenanigans over the years. Tales of open gunfire out front on Union Avenue translating into people inside (there are huge glass windows fronting our building) hitting the deck and hiding under their desks. Tales of a crazy man who lived on the fifth floor without anyone noticing for … weeks? Tales of another crazy man…
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