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Client meetings at the midlife

“Good morning. I have an eleven o’clock with Ronan.” “Ronan’s on a Skype call for another fifteen. Can you take a seat?” she purrs at me, pushing a visitor pass and clipboard across the shiny white desk. “Sure.” Fuck. I should have insisted on Skyping. From my office cocoon. With poor light. In my PJs.… Continue reading Client meetings at the midlife