Teresa sat the copy of the Katz Manifesto on the table next to her, after reading it again, having read it more than twenty times over the previous three days. She looked over at the calendar, and stood, walking through the ship to the Commissar's office she had visited three days previous.
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Teresa opened the door to the waiting room, stepping inside and taking a seat. She had unconsciously taken the Manifesto copy she had been given, and as she sat, she started reading it again as she waited.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
