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Next client rolls in, and they’re a total sweetheart. We chat about their anxiety, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. It’s nice to help someone, you know? But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m like, “Seriously? Right now?” We both just sit there, stunned. I’m half-expecting a marching band to come through the door next.

High-rise building and business damaged in Russian attack on Kyiv Oblast