had decided that it was really not worth my while being there. The play was bound to be a shambles, the lead actor would forget his lines, and the whole thing would come crashing down; and anyway, missing one insignificant play wouldn’t cost me my job. As I drove home, listening to the seemingly endless number of adverts about job hunting agencies and money loans, I decided to base my review on an online synopsis of the play, and as I sat down to write under the dim lamp on my desk, the first of the winter snow began to fall.
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