Vlad

There once was a Sedentary Secretary who worked at a truck goods warehouse. She had a nice cozy desk, positioned just inside the steel warehouse gate. She rarely - if ever - left her seat. She often bossed around an introverted Artist who happened to work there before his career took off. She ridiculed him, mentally terrorized him, and made some of his days in that Warehouse a living Hell. So, the Universe got sick and tired of this, and decided to take action. One day the Sedentary Secretary got cancer. It was an extremely aggressive, belligerent cancer. There was no hope for any kind of cure or treatment. She suffered for a very, very long time and withered away... in excruciating pain. And then she died anonymously. Her daughter did not miss her.

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Oh, there are problems in these times...
But none of them are mine!