"Where Work Happens". The street sign lays before my eyes in the crowded traffic-the honking and buzzing-it's all a blur. All I can think to myself is—'where doesn't work happen?' If you think about that quite literally, there aren't many places where NO functioning happens. At school, you learn. At home, you relax (it's another form of work). At sports, you exercise. After everything you do, you can always find some form of accomplishment. Some form of work.
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