My work station is an invading overlord. Belongings march across the long desk I share with several other editors, spilling out of my space and incurring into the neutral zones abutting my colleagues’ work areas. To the east, legions of books, papers, and sticky notes advance, led by a squadron of glass paperweights. To the west, my cotillion of tote bags, receipts, and forgotten coffee mugs blocks any retreat.
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