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The “services” chief-general was abnormally on one of the elevators, which the high-rise crowd roamed. All his servants and connotees greeted him, receiving no response from the well-known little irascible person who owned the world and the will. No one has opposed the fact of walking consecutively from the bottom up. And the going on for long hours, going through the night. They could never censor the imminent, the monopolist of their work. The generator of political summits. But in the morning a close colleague of yours, in fact a great mobster and accomplice in the bargaining when he exclaimed, you here in the elevator, hugged him. The body was cold and petrified. The entire security body and staff buzzed and acted. In the presidential suite they removed a paralyzing microbala from his neck. Forensics classified the non-existent weapon fired bullet. All logistics planning of the building is concerned with the death of the brain. Employees were more than disturbed by their duties. Now the deal was in doubt. It was the chief general’s greatest evil, an inconceivable malignity. The reasons for the customers gave rise to the elevators being empty. The building started to degrade, the staff were completely che-ché.

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