Not so fast!
Are you sure I don't have the right to copyright, Luke asked.
His struggle to get what he claimed was his right wasn't easy
He cared about his fee.
A payment for what you call the worst poetry
Ever been published by me, Tom wanted to know.
Are you kidding me?
This isn't about your right.
Everyone knows I wrote it!
The copyright therefore is mine.
Why do you think I marked this, and this and this!
Do you see this underline?
His finger pointed at the paper.
I kept it in a safe place, I knew you couldn't be trusted.
You did nothing, didn't edit a single word, you're a scam!
Calm down man, Sam hushed as he pulled Tom away.
We all know you are the owner of these words.
He's just fooling around.
I am not, Luke said.
I want to bet you are, Tom here can sue you right away
Have you thought about that?
You should have read it before you signed and should know
It's forbidden to work as a bean counter if you stay here, so go.
Tom, you'll be fine, make a call
Sam did his best to distract the man in front of him.
He was not even holding a smoking gun.
Just being annoying
Let's tell B. the good news and have fun before going to bed.
It's snowing outside, did you guys notice that?
Let's make a snowman together instead
Of fighting over a copy that isn't yours.
Luc you can write your own journal.
Bye Maikel, take care, Luke
We go outdoors.
Greetings from the 6th floor
6-12-2023
The photo was taken by me
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