Last Wednesday, I had lunch with a colleague at a sandwich bar across the road from the office. We sat facing each other over a little table and ate soup from limp cardboard cups. I had slung my handbag across the back of my chair and, when we stood up to leave, I found that the bag had left before me. I'd been so consumed by office gossip that I hadn't noticed someone had quietly helped themselves to my beautiful, supple brown leather bag – and to my entire working life that was inside it.
上周三，我和一位同事在公司对面的三明治吧共进午餐。我们在一张小桌前对面而坐，用软塌塌的纸杯喝汤。当我们起身准备离开时，我发现挂在椅背上的手袋已经不翼而飞。我太投入于办公室八卦之中，没发觉有人私自拿走了我那个漂亮柔软的褐色皮包，而那个包里装着我的全部工作生活。
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