The broken coffee machine has been a ticking time bomb, slowly driving the team to the brink of collapse. Meetings have turned into shouting matches, and the only thing that's kept us going is the faint glow of the "I'm Staying" candles we've lit around the conference room.
As we speak, the coffee machine is still broken, but our spirits are not. We've found solace in the art of making coffee using a combination of hot water, a tea infuser, and a few choice swear words.
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