It's a good trade, it wasn't just Cohen-19 that made me go self employed, I rose from Journeyman to foreman and finally superintendant. I hated my life, always stressed, no life working 70 hours a week, cost me a marriage...
I just piddle around now a few days a week, drag my big dumb dog with me everywhere and won't wear a mask for anybody. I think my hair might be growing back
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