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My Diary

Blurred Numbers

Dear Delyara, I set my cold water bottle down on a stack of old delivery manifests today, and it left a perfect, dark ring that warped the cheap paper into a series of miniature hills. Looking at it later, after the moisture had evaporated, the printed text underneath was blurred and unreadable. A whole line of tracking codes completely wiped out by an hour of sweat from a plastic bottle. Our records are so incredibly fragile.

ANONYMOUS