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The city immediately became irritating after the rain, with streams of cars surging, splashing water and curses from the sidewalk, and the lingering smell of last night's vomiting in the alleys. The afterglow of the sunset added no color to these tired streets, only noise, which was somehow indifferent.
As usual, the factory on the edge of the small town had delayed the end of the workday again.
"Fuck the rain!"
"Fuck overtime!"
"Fuck this world!!!"
No one could keep their cool and not curse under such hellish weather while being exploited by the boss, except for him. So, as the workers just stepped out of the door, they swore unabashedly, not caring whether their superiors could hear. In fact, even the bosses themselves didn't care, knowing how obnoxious they were and reveling in it. He also knew that these people might curse him, but they would never quit.
That's just how the world is.
