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“However, of all the useless jobs you could do in the boarding house, the worst was the plate carrier. Carrying a plate...for another human being that is walking beside you, going to the same dining hall. Just an ordinary plastic plate. This indisputably, must be the height of power. Forget about all the mundane jobs one had to do for seniors, being a plate carrier was the worst.”

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