The benefit of suffering another day of accounting tuition is the knowledge there is one less to go. Air conditioned horrors of white painted classrooms, hands stained with biro.
The colleague to the right offers a finished answer, eyebrow raised. No point, no point; I cannot translate.
Misery of mathematical memory. My self worth takes a battering.
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