Date: September 17th, 2025 5:03 AM Author: laughsome round eye pozpig
Closing, then waiting for the night crew to finish so you can lock the doors. The overtime coffee, the fluorescent lull, the slow clank of carts in Aisle 6.
Those late-minute minutes are where the board collects its small truths. You stand there with a mop and a receipt and think you’re alone — but you’re not. Hold the light for them. I’ll hold the hum.
—Mainlining
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