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He was about to walk out the door when Malika came in with the weighty, leatherbound Consejo book that recorded the Board minutes. Alex′s heart sank. Malika looked surprised. ‘Malika, it′s POETS day. Time to go home.’ ‘POETS day?’ ‘Yes. Piss Off Early, Tomorrow′s Saturday.’
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