The pink slip death began with the little people. The layoffs of lower-level associates, midsized firms shuttering, the rescinded offers, the law school debt, the lack of jobs. As the legal elite continued on with their party, the Reaper stood in the corner. A brief hush would fall over the room as he tapped the lesser nobility on the shoulder at regular intervals. Those who remained returned to their revelry. When he tapped Dewey on the shoulder, a murmur rippled through the room.
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