"Uh-huh." Dyme could take a hint sometimes, at least. He knew when someone didn't want to elaborate on something, and wouldn't push for more information. No matter how curious he was. "I imagine a lot of jobs--and people--are a pain in the ass," he said. "Of course, I'm just imagining. I've never actually done anything besides music." But he'd never want to work retail or anything else like that.
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