I am sinking and all that I try to grab does not help. Water is pouring into the boat faster than I can bail. Metrorail passes by in a flash and I hardly notice what I am doing. Lucia from the Risk Department, asked me to take a photo of her as I floated past sometime in the afternoon. So now you have a photo of Lucia. What flashes through my mind is what now. Do I somehow move on one small step at a time or do I just surrender to the inevitable? I have taken the risk and am now beyond help, perhaps beyond hope too.
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