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A childhood belief about work

When I was four my mother went back to college. She brought me to the art studio one day and I made a clay pot that we left to be fired in the kiln. Sometime later I learned that our milkman had been fired and I couldn't understand what he could have done to deserve such treatment!

Anon

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