The two's had tracked each other. Some were to stay couples. Others had grudges and grievances and were themselves being "tracked" by Feds and people charged with law enforcement.
To be sure a worn down service layer of America needed some "mental health" repair. But a tanking economy, stretched shoe string budgets, fuck ups, and baggage was mucking up smooth process.
"Put some pants on," an Administrator volunteered on some time off to explain a number of processes to a number of people. "How you gonna go overseas wit no passport idiot?" A rabidly hungry herself and having been being shirked of child support woman called out from a perimeter around service people who might give it another go around.
"Who dat?" Tired and still drunk called to thought-you-were-a-buddy. Upper ranksmen stood ready to hold back all interested parties from fighting.
Dirty Feds-one-time and gov't workers with stolen information on people were kept behind a screen. "As long as it takes to sort this out," a retiring-soon authority told loved ones about attending graduation.
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