He was excited to leave home to work. It was his first career day. He was unsure of what to expect. But, remained excited. Too many expectations in mind, some of which are contradicting with each other. The one thing that he was shocked about is the prevalence of lying.

It was a truth that he could not see. The fake smiles and dishonest compliments are dictating that place. To someone who has been in the office for an hour, that was all invisible. He was warned about masks before. He just ignored it.

In a dark and foggy night, he was looking through the window. He was thinking about this. He was worried that, it was true what has been said. The more worrying thought was, that he became part of it. Or, he was ready for it from the beginning. On the contrary, another idea inhabited him at the same time. Rather, a question. Could not be just the fact that people choose to be pleasant? Is not just being brutally honest rude at times?

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Ele estava animado para sair de casa e ir trabalhar. Era seu primeiro dia de trabalho. Não tinha certeza do que esperar, mas continuava animado. Muitas expectativas o atormentavam, algumas até contraditórias. O que mais o chocava era a prevalência da mentira.

Era uma verdade que ele não conseguia enxergar. Os sorrisos falsos e os elogios desonestos dominavam o ambiente. Para alguém que estava no escritório há apenas uma hora, tudo isso era invisível. Já havia sido alertado sobre as máscaras, mas simplesmente ignorou.

Em uma noite escura e nebulosa, ele olhava pela janela, pensando nisso. Temia que o que havia sido dito fosse verdade. O pensamento mais preocupante era que ele próprio se tornara parte daquilo. Ou talvez estivesse preparado para isso desde o início. Por outro lado, outra ideia o atormentava. Ou melhor, uma pergunta. Será que as pessoas simplesmente escolhem ser agradáveis? Será que ser brutalmente honesto não é, às vezes, rude?

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