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Jerry stared at the window. Mr Shingler was talking about China's rice crop but Jerry's mind was wandering again. The glass seemed to have a reflection, as if something was shimmering. He glanced at the overhead lights to see if a fluorescent bulb was flickering. Nothing. He shifted his head to a different viewing angle. It was not a reflection. It looked like a TV show was playing somewhere behind the glass. No one was paying any attention to it. |
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