New tags for all staff. Using it now like a dog collar. Not that I like it, but because my card kept at the back pocket has begun to show signs of aging and cracking.
On a deserted island, behind steel yellow doors, lies a room, a niche, a lab (insert dry ice smoke). The people are friendly, cheerful, and always helpful (ok, you can point the gun away now). Step into our world or if you were once part of it, step back in. Savour the flavour
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WOof! Woof!
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