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When I was a kid, I used to tell my parents I wanted to be a writer.
I told my mom when I was rich and famous, I’d buy her a yellow house with a red door.
I haven’t exactly achieved any major level of fame that I can tell. I’m not rich. So far, that yellow [...]
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