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I'm working very hard not to reply to a user with "Dear vain hosebag - no, I will not break the company account or email naming standards to match everything up to what you had at your old company. I know it's disappointing, but life's like that."

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I wish I could have a camera at work.

The sun's setting outside, but the streetlamps haven't come on yet, so it looks like this last burning ember against the clouds, sinking and changing colour from a blood red to a deep purple as the night sky tamps it out. It's almost completely set while I've been typing this, and it was absolutely heartbreaking beautiful.