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I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I won a million dollars!
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0 `% c5 C0 @" V- y, B A mail from U.S. I received yesterday morning told me I am the winner of one-million-dollar prize of Food industry consumer's survey. Finally I am rich! To hell with that fucking job! Tomorrow I'm gonna show those assholes the mail and tell them they can fuck themselves!
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V, l7 v: C7 B6 o$ T6 f( V I'm rich. No more girl-chasing, it's time to get chased!
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A thousand ideas raced through my mind. A dinner with Warren Buffet for only 30 grands? Sounds good to me. Wait, how about a dinner with the richest Chinaman, Lao Yang, first? Good idea.1 C; j; s1 [" b! F7 s7 H$ @6 }; o
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So I picked up the cellphone and sent the rich guy a message. "A dinner on me, the second richest man in town." 1 ]3 M0 Y4 F2 Q: J
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Soon comes the reply:"Ok, Gentleman's club?"
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Sure, why not? At 7 pm I was waiting at the table where girls were dancing around topless and here he was, a guy shorter than I thought.
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Drinks? No, he had to drive home. "I've heard about you,..." He began.
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"Cut the crap, "I interrupted him,"Just give me some ideas on how to get richer."
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* N ^, i$ i: S4 J l "You think you can buy this place?" Seeing me confused, "Three million dollars!" He said.
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What the fuck! For a shit hole whore place like this?' s* n( Z$ z5 t6 R
0 v2 F5 M. l& n7 ^- F* B "How about a plot salesman to start with," He suggested" for cemeteries?": `3 E5 m- M; t1 N
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What? Cemetery? What a place is that?4 N. s( s5 F! _
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"First of all,"He continued" You have a foul mouth. Dead people don't mind it. Secondly, You always want the truth. What can be more true than death? The last but not least," He slowed down:" People only want to see you once, You make them think of the end of the world."
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- m1 n3 `$ ?5 |0 t, f F What kind of logic is this? I thought I was the salt of the earth! Isn't it better to stay on this side of the grass?$ H2 o7 F4 m2 v1 e5 i
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On the way home, we drove past the high-level bridge. Suddenly he said:" One day we'll be like the water under the bridge, passing, forgotten."" {! ~$ B0 J# {- s6 v2 T
7 B( r1 Z0 K5 N6 V1 F Near home he slowed the car and looked at me," I think that mail is a sham, the oldest gimmick in the book."7 T9 j7 w% S' J
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"I know," I said:"But it got you to pay the dinner, didn't it?" I closed the door and walked away. |
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