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Once in a Lifetime

My father is a carpenter.  He has often claimed to despise his line of work.  It’s backbreaking, the tortuous physical aspect is demeaning, and you breathe in dust and fumes all day.  Self-employed, he was regularly stiffed by his customers, … Continue reading

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