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For all the skilled laborers who have become expendable. Fifty-Five Fiction entry. |
| "Sir, why are all those people standing in line?" The annoyed manager impatiently looked up from his laptop to answer the curious onlooker's question. "They're workers -- they're jumping off the cliff." "Popular spot! How's the landing?" "We don't know. We assume they're not coming back because they're happier down there." "Oh... That explains the line." |