"I can't stand this anymore! My arms are falling off from this stupid hand-cranked centrifuge!" A sharp glare landed on Daniela as Pauline's frustration spilled out. "You barely lift a finger with quality control, while the rest of us break our backs! And somehow, I end up with the heaviest workload. Are you just trying to make my life miserable?"
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