Almost everybody's got memories of someone living out their addiction. Be it the great aunt having her first glass of wine at 2 in the afternoon, a neighbour chain smoking on their balcony or more sinister things. For me, it's my uncle's little, 3sqm toilet that represented h…
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I left work almost an hour ago. The train was late again and it keeps stopping. Every time it stops, I feel like a sardine in a can, it's so claustrophobic. I just want to scream and explode.
And now it's moving again there's instant relief.
At work, I was asked by a new colleague how a certain security USB stick worked. This was 10 minutes before I had to leave. I'd never used one myself, but wanted to help the colleague. We tested it, he gave me the pass code, it didn't work. So I went to ask my boss, who in turn …
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