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future unforeseen I was flipping burgers on my birthday 25 years old, a late-night burger shack we had our share of drunks and good time, I sometimes followed one of them home so they didn’t have to face the morning alone in the trailer park. Since it was my birthday, I wondered if I would be flipping burgers when 50  These days, I flip words. around served with French innuendo and tomato sauce made of frustration, but it could have been worse, I could have been frying burgers be 75 and walk home alone

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