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Flashback back to when you drove me to a job interview. Fast forward to 5 years, we don’t even talk anymore. Little did you know I didn’t need the job, I wanted the job. Every cent I made, I saved. Now I’m cleaning up the mess you made. You would think you would want joy, but now I know that you crave clowns and the drama that comes along with it.
Best of luck
Lucky
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