It felt so good.
The kind of good other people wouldn't want to feel because apparently, they wanna stay "legal."
I call them "stealth."
I call this new bag "wealth."
The dude is the kindest.
Others, there's a whole new category they belong to.
This bag, the reward, though I never asked for it naturally, is one full of surprises; some unearthed, some yet to unfold.
Guess what: 1 week ago, my father wanted me to have for myself an unassuming laptop bag. My father is jobless and ill. Of course, the only thing he can afford his son is a wish. God answered.
The other
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