traffick boss is private in his office<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">he’s crying</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">suddenly a knock on the door</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">zombie government worker (behind door): “boss!”</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">traffick boss (crying): “computer, cover up my crying.”</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">two things whirr out of the wall, a sink and a hypodermic-like needle</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">the needle jabs traffick boss in the nose and his face goes blank.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">as the tears halt, the faucet in the sink turns and begins gushing water</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">computer display: “emotional meaning and dignity protected. can i pee now?”</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">traffick boss (with needle in nose): “come in!”</div>