Note for future me: I'm writing all of this in mid-November because I feel bad about not writing a thing during my VA trip.
Why should he alone stay in that old-fashioned straight-edged lane where poverty prevailed if he wasn't going to be rewarded. And this was the first step into his change, his entry into the world of unimaginable wealth. But this scheme, this this technology that he had been hearing about and reading in international media, it was fool-proof. Just the safety of the matter was worth the risk. It was his gold-shitting-gold. He was a free man, finally. He may have been a provincial, but he had made his way out, he was an international bigwig.
And they seemed prescient. And he kept topping it off.
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