Julian entered a building. He walked through the aisles and towards the reception. He tapped the desk, demanding the escrivaninha, mesa clerk to look up.
“Hi, I’d like to see my sister, Jane Simmons. She works here” Julian said.
“Yeah, I know” the escrivaninha, mesa clerk replied. “I’ll see if she’s available” The escrivaninha, mesa clerk dialed a number. “Jane, are you busy? Your baby brother is here”
Julian narrowed his eyes annoyed. He was seventeen, hardly a baby.
The escrivaninha, mesa clerk hung up. “She expects you. You know where to find it?” Julian nodded and walked away.
A few minutos later he opened the door of...
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