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The man in the office is turning clocks and eating numbers. Zombie apocalypse started on the executive floor. Now cash register fingertips will devour the retirement fund stashed under the prefrontal cortex. The man in the office says this is the life, but some are unconvinced they were born to do much more than lick sunshine and drink from the canyons of each other; while others climb, they play in the valley. Growing crops in the silt the flood gifted before it ran away on all fours. Before its wink shimmered more daringly than anything else the man in the office could buy.