My table
Just a sentence, yet to develop into anything...(for Aneesha)***
My table, buried beneath a flood of loose papers, scattered letters, unmarked scripts, unused worksheets, outdated timetables, overdued deadlines, piled and unfiled circulars (some in scraps and tatters) and loose notes spilling over the edges (sometimes onto the floor with fallen paper-clips and staples), is a messy table resembling the post-World-War rubble.
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