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Chapter 3
The next night I went to work with an attitude. For the first time in my entire life I actually had plans for a Friday night that didn’t involve pleasuring myself, and I had to cancel. Who studied on the weekend? A handful of people lingered at the computers or in the reference section, but most of the upper floors were empty and the farther I went with my cart of returns, the less people I saw. On the fifth floor the stacks were empty. I shouldn’t be here, I thought, angry that I hadn’t asked anyone to switch shifts with me. I should be with Adam right now but no, I’m here in the library with all the other dateless geeks. Look around you, Johnny. How many other losers here do you see? I decided then that I hated my job. Next semester, during the first week of classes when the
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