Thoughts, no. 156
At the end of a meeting there is nearly always one biscuit left on the plate. Everyone wanted it a little and nobody wanted it enough to be the one who took it, so it stays, and someone carries it back to the kitchen on its plate like a guest nobody asked to leave. It may be the only thing the whole room agreed on all afternoon, and they settled it without a word or a vote.
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