#6118

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Dec. 7, 2016, 7:11 p.m.

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//Silently reading the poem "The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm" in Clay, Michael is making noise Clay: Michael, you're not - Michael: Being productive, I know. Clay: You're not being quiet and calm. Michael: Sorry, sorry. //He looks down at his desk Michael: Oh, I see what you did there!