Out My Office Window: In the late afternoon I whimper and chafe at the leg irons that bind me to my desk. Idly I lift my camera and snap at nothing. Nothing! Nothing? Half the working world would dearly love to look out their office window and see what I see. What an ungrateful wretch I am, and how lucky could I but see myself through others' eyes.
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