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It had been fourteen months since Gina left.

He clicked Cancel.

Then, he ordered a large pepperoni from Mario’s. Some favorites, he decided, were worth keeping, even if they just made him hungry. favorites chrome

He didn’t click it.

Arthur looked at the empty chair across the table. He looked back at the screen, at the gleaming, unforgiving chrome frame around his life. It had been fourteen months since Gina left

Delete.

Instead, his cursor drifted to the three vertical dots at the far right. Bookmarks. Import. Export. Clean up. were worth keeping