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Johnny or J as he liked to be called was leaning against the pole in the train. He was on his way to to his classes at the University. It was the first day for the semester, he was really excited about it. He was really looking forward to the attending the weekly seminar "Corporate Strategies for Employee Freedom", a stipulation of his scholarship. The scholarship was from a on-profit Freedom@Work foundation.

As he stepped off into the platform amidst all the bustle, an enchanting drum arrangement floated towards J, he was turning to find the source, when he felt a mental tug towards his day at the University. An imperceptible sadness crossed J's face. He blocked the music out of his mind and moved towards the exit to the street.