I am a little person, and I can't be any smaller. Every morning when I wake up, I always think about resigning and not going to work, but I still struggle to get up, wash my face numbly, carry my big bag, put in a dollar coin to get on the bus, and come to the company. My mind was full of what to eat for lunch, what time to get off work, etc., Until the clock hand pointed to 18:00, I pretended to hold on for another half an hour, got up and went home. Year after year, day after day. Year after year, day after day, endlessly.
I thought that this kind of life would continue, but I didn't expect that something big happened to the seat I found on the double-decker bus after all the hard work. An emergency brake changed me:
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