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I sit back, move my foot to the left, put an earbud in and shut my eyes. It's 12:45 pm on a Sunday. Tomorrow's a workday, and I'm going to Japan. Not for work, golly no, to ski, like… with friends and stuff. And drink Whiskey. And yet, back home are five profitable properties, five happy homeowners,...
Original author: Skippy
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