Challenge the premise

One morning I looked out the breakfast room window in our high-rise apartment and saw a familiar outline at a desk in the office building across from us—a round shape very close to a computer screen, seemingly lost in thought.

“There he is again,” I said to my husband, pointing firmly. “He works such long hours.”

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