It’s Friday, and you know what that means! That’s right — it’s time to talk about working yourself to death. It’s a fate we could all face. Take your humble writer, forced to slave away his Friday at a battered keyboard, squeezing out my last words like a lemon that’s been thrown to hordes of starving rats (love you, boss). It’s a tough life, I know — thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. But at least I’m not in Japan. In the Land of the Rising Sun, overwork death is so common that it has a special name: karoshi.…
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