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There was a desk made out of a door. There was a 60-lb 19" monitor on it which was displaying pictures of naked people covered in dust and glitter. There was an orange plastic chair in front of the desk. And there was a plate stacked with identical peanut butter, mayonnaise and lettuce sandwiches on the chair.
It was into this room, his own room, that Tridge led a trepidatious red-haired lady wearing a crab costume.