More new rubber stamps in the office. When I told Zoe about them she immediately asked me if they smell like Band-aids. “I don’t know,” I told her, because I didn’t know, and because it is polite to answer questions with words rather than mute exasperation.
In case you were wondering, the stamps smelled a bit plasticy.
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Who uses rubber stamps anymore, honestly? Where do you work - the DMV? Introducing rubber stamps into the plot is simply not credible, dear girl! You might as well have Steve shot by JR and then wait through a year of bizarre hobo-sack spillages and near-fatal treats and then have Zoe wake up from a dream and find him in the shower...
Actually, come to think of it, why not do that? Now that's entertainment. Only no shower scene please. I don't think anyone wants to see Steve naked.
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