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Old and Alone: Part I
old & alone having made enough money to support himself for a while on the market, he set himself up in a small basement apartment--- there, he was able to make his guesses & rake it in, surviving on his own & being thrifty the whole way through. in time, the man’s need for affection began to eat at him & the itch grew worse--- having learned his lesson years before in a relationship that went sour, his ability to trust anyone had deteriorated completely, which ironically made him focus better on the stocks but forced him to endure a lonely existence without intimacy. he soon found himself ordering escorts & call girls, to remind himself of what it was like to have physical contact with a woman & as time went by, the market began to fluctuate & his guessing began to get hazy--- suddenly, sooner than later, he found himself quite broke. when the whole thing caved in on itself, little guys like him were flushed under the bridge & he was having trouble now, paying for anything but his rent--- he regretted paying all that money to the women who had frequented his abode & he regretted betting a good portion of his life on the market, as if things would never change. darkness began to devour all the areas of his life that had once bore light & he stopped getting up in the morning to get on the train to work--- after being fired, he stopped getting up at all.
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