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Life. What do you want from it?
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Born on the 12th of August, year of the Tiger. You were cradled and rocked by Grandma, Grandpa, aunts and uncles. A red egg celebration.
At 6, you saved all your pocket money for Sweden, which turned out to be a worthy investment. You’re the school country eraser King.
Your first crush. Requited.
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The joy of your first paycheck
Spent on fancy moon cakes for the family.
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Maybe you fall in love with the stranger in your Salsa class. You definitely teared at your best friend’s wedding.
You beam at your younger sister, decked out in her graduation robes. You bring your parents to Hawaii, the forgotten honeymoon. They’ve never splurged on themselves.
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The first time your baby calls Mama
That little foot, the little laugh of pure joy.
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You sit in your garden, listening to birdsong. Your daughter comes home from college overseas, Phi Beta Kappa.
You finance your friend’s first movie. You buy your son his Holy Grail watch. You read about a stranger’s plight and become a benefactor. Maybe.. just maybe.. you buy a football club.
You meet up with old school friends, you sing, you shout, reminisce about the old days. The sun comes up.
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