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I found Kurt in the breakroom, discussing the perks of yoga with an intern. I rolled my eyes. “Kurt, let’s go. The MASH meeting has started.” “Oh, is it Thursday, already?" he said with a smile. "Well, I’d hate to miss such an important matter." A slight bow to the girl. "Namaste, my dear." I... Continue Reading →

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