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The usual 80 of the little fart-knockers here. I bribe them with full-size bars from Costco, and they go crazy. It is their only interaction with me and I don't want to be called that weird guy who we never see.
Two separate lads declared that my house is "really cool". I explained that it was highly mortgaged and that if I don't find some work in the next few months their parents could buy it from me. They screamed in horror and ran.
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