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After three hours search, I finally find the file. It's under 'O' rather than 'B', the first letter having been worn off the label.
By this time I'm coughing from all the dust in the basement. As I head for the door, I glance at the mannequin in the corner. How does even a mannequin survive down here? I resolve to ask the Chief about returning the mannequin to the post of sentinel next to the memorial coffee-pot.
When I walk down the hall, I realise that the ceiling lights are off in the office. Of course! Happy Hour at the Cafe.
Well. I straighten my shoulders. Someone has to finish the research.
I sit down at my desk and turn on the lamp. I brush some grit off the dull green cover of the file.
'Boor-geresy. Market Study. Wine. May, 1997.'
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