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At
my
desk
,
with
my
boss
still
standing
there
,
I
pick
up
the
original
list
and
tell
him
,
thanks
.
My
boss
goes
into
his
office
,
and
I
set
to
work
playing
solitaire
on
my
computer
.
After
work
,
I
give
Tyler
the
copies
,
and
days
go
by
.
I
go
to
work
.
I
come
home
.
I
go
to
work
.
I
come
home
,
and
there
's
a
guy
standing
on
our
front
porch
.
The
guy
's
at
the
front
door
with
his
second
black
shirt
and
pants
in
a
brown
paper
sack
and
he
's
got
the
last
three
items
,
a
white
towel
,
an
army
surplus
mattress
,
and
a
plastic
bowl
,
set
on
the
porch
railing
.
From
an
upstairs
window
,
Tyler
and
I
peek
out
at
the
guy
,
and
Tyler
tells
me
to
send
the
guy
away
.
"
He
's
too
young
,
"
Tyler
says
.
The
guy
on
the
porch
is
mister
angel
face
whom
I
tried
to
destroy
the
night
Tyler
invented
Project
Mayhem
.
Even
with
his
two
black
eyes
and
blond
crew
cut
,
you
see
his
tough
pretty
scowl
without
wrinkles
or
scars
.
Put
him
in
a
dress
and
make
him
smile
,
and
he
'd
be
a
woman
.
Mister
angel
just
stands
his
toes
against
the
front
door
,
just
looks
straight
ahead
into
the
splintering
wood
with
his
hands
at
his
sides
,
wearing
black
shoes
,
black
shirt
,
black
pair
of
trousers
.
"
Get
rid
of
him
,
"
Tyler
tells
me
.
"
He
's
too
young
.
"
I
ask
how
young
is
too
young
?
"
It
does
n't
matter
,
"
Tyler
says
.
"
If
the
applicant
is
young
,
we
tell
him
he
's
too
young
.
If
he
's
fat
,
he
's
too
fat
.
If
he
's
old
,
he
's
too
old
.
