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11 Hot Tips for Quick Personal Wealth

October 3rd, 2008 by Jonathan

11 Hot Tips for Quick Personal Wealth

 

1.) Confidence is key…  “Confidence, like art, never comes from having all the answers; it comes from being open to all the questions.”  Unknownconfident-jessica-alba

 

2.) Dancing is free   “There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good.”  ~Edwin Denbydancing-alba

 

3.)  Someone will always pay more for hard work…  “Don’t pray for lighter burdens, but for stronger backs.”hot-alba-photo

 

                                  

4.) Failure is the backdoor to success…  “Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess.”  Oscar Wildejessica-alba-action-photo

 

work-hard-with-alba5.)  Always ask for more and you will never get less…  “Great things are only possible with outrageous requests.”  Thea Alexander

 

                                                                       

                                                                                                                                   jessica-hard-body6.)  The more you work the more you make…  “The daily grind of hard work gets a person polished.”  Unknown

 

                                                                                                        

7.)  Time is invaluable…  “The timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness; and knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.”  Kahlil Gibrantimeless-jessica

                                                                                                                                                    8.)  Friendships are priceless…   “We need not think alike to love alike.”  Francis Davidjessica-and-flipper

 

                                                      

9.)  Health is Wealth…  “Every human being is the author of his own health or disease.”  Buddhajessica-alba-swimming

 

 

 

                        

10.) Love is a treasure…  Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”  Robert Frost

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11.)  Memories will last forever…   “Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.”  Bob Dylangreat-butt

 

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Famous Jack Kerouac quotes & his Buddhist literary style of Spontaneous Prose

September 25th, 2008 by Jonathan
“All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.” 

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 “My dream has in it a wife beautiful beyond belief, not Maggie, some gorgeous new blond sexpot of starry perfection with lovely lace neck, soft long skin, inturned mouth top – I picture the gorgeous… …a young beautiful American girl getting excited in your arms. –“ p 147 Maggie Cassidy  

  “The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great that I thought I was in a dream.”

 

jack-kerouacJack Kerouac lived the life he wrote about in his books.  He was first, his own hero, living the life he wanted to live, the life of an artist on the road seeking the freedom of leaving everything behind you for what is in front of you.   Striving to experience as many unknown present moment joys as possible.  Like most of my favorite heroes, he found the light in the darkest hour of the night, he devoured the quick and easy highs in life, but never stops chasing the pure seemingly intangible ones – Enlightenment.   I hope you will enjoy this selection of his most famous quotes and the essentials of his Buddhist inspired literary style of Spontaneous Prose.

  “Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.”

 “Whee. Sal, we gotta go and never stop going till we get there.” “Where we going, man?” “I don’t know but we gotta go.”—Jack Kerouac

 “My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.”

“Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.”

 “A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world”

kerouac-quote“I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.”  Lonesome Traveler (1960)

 “Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH…” Big Sur (1962)

 

“…-no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I’d roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity,”

on-the-road “They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”  On the Road (1957)

 

 

the-dharma-bums-by-kerouacI felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. Ecstacy, even, I felt, with flashes of sudden remembrance, and feeling sweaty and drowsy I felt like sleeping and dreaming in the grass. The Dharma Bums (1958)

 ‘‘No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength. Learning for instance, to eat when he’s hungry and sleep when he’s sleepy. “

kerouac-in-the-beat-of-the-night ”The mad road, lonely, leading around the bend into the openings of space towards the horizon Wasatch snows promised us in the vision of the West, spine heights at the world’s end, coast of blue Pacific starry night — nobone halfbanana moons sloping in the tangled night sky, the torments of great formations in mist, the huddled invisible insect in the car racing onwards, illuminate. — The raw cut, the drag, the butte, the star, the draw, the sunflower in the grass — orangebutted west lands of Arcadia, forlorn sands of the isolate earth, dewy exposures to infinity in black space, home of the rattlesnake and the gopher the level of the world, low and flat: the charging restless mute unvoiced road keening in a seizure of tarpaulin power into the route. Visions of Cody

 “A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be.” Some of the Dharma (1997)

 “We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move.”

a-beautiful-vineyard “Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time.” I was going to be left alone on my butt at the other end of the continent. But why think about that when all the golden land’s ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you’re alive to see?”

 The essentials of his Buddhist inspired literary style of Spontaneous Prose.

zen-garden“I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.” — Jack Kerouac

 “Now you understand the Oriental passion for tea,” said Japhy. “Remember that book I told you about the first sip is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy.”  The Dharma Bums (1958)

 

 Kerouac would include ideas he developed in his Buddhist studies. He called this style Spontaneous Prose,  a literary technique akin to stream of consciousness. 

  Among the writings he set down specifically about his Spontaneous Prose method, the most concise would be Belief and Technique for Modern Prose, a list of thirty “essentials”.

1. Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for your own joy

2. Submissive to everything, open, listening

3. Try never get drunk outside your own house

4. Be in love with your life

5. Something that you feel will find its own form

6. Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind

7. Blow as deep as you want to blow

8. Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind

9. The unspeakable visions of the individual

10. No time for poetry but exactly what is

11. Visionary tics shivering in the chest

12. In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you

13. Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition

14. Like Proust be an old teahead of time

15. Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog

16. The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye

17. Write in recollection and amazement for yourself

18. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea

19. Accept loss forever

20. Believe in the holy contour of life

21. Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind

22. Don’t think of words when you stop but to see picture better

23. Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning

24. No fear or shame in the dignity of your experience, language & knowledge

25. Write for the world to read and see your exact pictures of it

26. Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form

27. In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness

28. Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better

29. You’re a Genius all the time

30. Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven

driving-away-from-people“I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.” 

 

 

 

 “What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -it’s the too huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”find_us_on_facebook_badge

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My response to Ed Varney’s poem titled Happiness

September 23rd, 2008 by Jonathan

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I love a great used bookstore that is filled with the owner’s love and passion for books.  My favorite bookstore is Dark Horse Books in Victory BC.  The owner Robert is straight out of a Kerouac novel: an old time hippie who can tell you real stories about Haight-Ashbury, travelling, and much more.  His shop is filled with exactly what I love to read about.  Books by Artist who were possessed by Love, Magic, Miracles, Travel, Art, Beauty, Freedom, Poetry and much more….

That’s where I found this little poetry book by a Vancouver artist named Ed Varney.  In this book, I found my first piece of literature that I felt compelled to respond to with a poem of my own.  I am by no means a poet, far from it to be honest, but his poem made sense to me and I just wanted to write my own version.

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Here is Ed Varney’s Poem titled Happiness from his book What the wind said

A man gets up, goes to work, works & goes home.

He gets up, he goes to work, he works & he goes home.

He does this for five days, then he has two days off.

This is called the weekend.

On the weekends he cuts the lawn, washes the car,

 plays tennis, does some work around the house & takes the kids to a movie.

This is called Fun.

A man goes through this fifty times in a row.

Then he gets two weeks off to do what wants-

that is, if he can remember what he wanted to do.

The pressures, the decisions, the routines, the boredom,

the obligations, the interruptions, the confusion, the frustration,

 the constant appraisal & reappraisal have scrambled who he was &

washed it down the drain of his ambition until

all he can think of is lying in the sand on a beach

drinking gin & tonic

to drown out the last shreds

of his imagination.

This is called happiness.

santa-drunk-at-the-beachWhat the wind said    The Caitlin Press

 

 

 

a-clear-beachThis is my response to Ed’s Poem titled Happiness.

The happy man’s response 

Man gets up, Masturbates, then smiles.

Man enjoys both a hot and then cold shower.

He goes to the park for fresh air and sunhine.

He reads, he writes, he paints, he smiles.

He does this for as long as he likes.

This is called the good life.

In the good life he smells the lawn,

Enjoys his health while cruising in the car

Man allows himself to feel good about his accomplishments,

And always seeks entertainment with loved ones.

This is called fun.

If man goes through this infinite times in a row.

Then man’s life is a Vacation to do with what he wants.

He can’t remember the pressures, the rules, the pains of past.

He washes then down the drain of the Now.

He smiles wide, smells the freedom of the Ocean

and feels wonderful beach beneath his toes,

all the while Drunk on love and imagination.

This is called Happiness.”

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The beautiful & enchanting wisdom of Hugh Prather

September 22nd, 2008 by Jonathan
“Love expands.”            

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 There were seventy-five people in the lobby and only a seven-year-old girl was finding out what it felt like to sit on the Marble Floor”    I touch the Earth, the Earth Touches Me.   Hugh Prather   

 

 

 

This book has no page numbers, for that reason alone, I love it.  I envision the lobby filled with sweaty irritable people: and this beautiful little girl experiencing the present moment deeply.  Enjoying the feel of the cool tile, tuning out the noise and chatter for the peaceful harmony in her soul, she is worry free and happy without having to realise this marvelous state of being. 

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My trouble is I analyze life instead of live it.”

“The heart loves, but moods have no loyalty. Moods should be heard but never danced to””

 

true-humor-is-funTrue humor is fun - it does not put down, kid, or mock. It makes people feel wonderful, not separate, different, and cut off. True humor has beneath it the understanding that we are all in this together. “ 

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Almost any difficulty will move in the face of honesty. When I am honest  I never feel stupid. And when I am honest I am automatically humble.”

 

“”Fears, indecision, and frustration feed on words. Without words they usually stop. . . . Words are at times good for looking back, but they are confining when I need to act in the present. It’s not that we fear the place of darkness but that we don’t think we are worth the effort to find the place of light.”

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Negative feedback is better then none. I would rather have a man hate me than overlook me. As long as he hates me I make a difference.”

             

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Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes.”

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 

 

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I saw Dina at the party tonight.  She smiled brightly and said, “This year I decided to give up suffering.” 

 I touch the Earth, the Earth Touched Me.      Hugh Prather   p. unavailable

 

 

 

 

 

 

hope-of-happinessTo have any hope of happiness,
we must first recognize those times
we are afraid
of the innocence of others.
They are the same moments
as when we ourselves
resist feeling gentle and free.
We mistakenly believe
that our sense of self-worth
comes from how we compare to others,
and that to see them as innocent
would reflect badly on us.”

 find_us_on_facebook_badgeThe New York Times has called Hugh Prather “an American Kahlil Gibran.” A minister, lecturer and counselor, he is best known for his many books, including the best-selling Notes to Myself, which helped spark the personal growth movement of the 1970s and has sold more than 5 million copies. 

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10 Motivating movie moments and memorable quotes

September 16th, 2008 by Jonathan

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I hope you will enjoy this diverse selection motivating movie moments on Youtube and Memorable movie quotes.  Feel free to drop a comment below with your favorite or add something to the mix.

 

Garden State  “This is your one opportunity to do something that no one has ever done before & no one will copy through human existence. And if nothing else you’ll be remembered as the one guy who ever did this.. this one thing.”

 

 I know it hurts. But its life, and it’s real. And sometimes it fucking hurts, but its life, and it’s pretty much all we got.

 

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off  “Life moves pretty fast…if you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you might miss it.”

 

 

“I do have a test today, that wasn’t bullshit. It’s on European Socialism. I mean, really, what’s the point? I’m not European. I don’t plan on being European. So, who gives a crap if they’re Socialists? They could be fascist anarchists; it still wouldn’t change the fact that I don’t own a car”

 

Human Traffic  “Present is gone. Fantasy is a part of reality. We take the breaks off. We’re thinking clearly yet not thinking at all. This feels right. We stop trying to control things. Warm rush of chemicals through us. We fluctuate. Is this brain damage? We forget all the pain and hurt in life. We want to go somewhere else. We’re not threatened by people anyone. All our insecurities have evaporated.

We want to go somewhere else. We’re not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We’re in the clouds now. We’re wide open. We’re spacemen orbiting the earth. The world looks beautiful from here, We’re nympholeptics, desiring for the unobtainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas. So little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We’re together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we’re comfortable with everyone. We’re in rhythm. Part of a movement. A movement to escape. We wave goodbye. Ultimately, we just want to be happy. Heh, yeah a hang on, what the fuck was I just talking about?”

 

 

ALL THAT EXISTS IS NOW IS PUBS, CLUBS, DRUGS AND PARTIES. I HAVE GOT 48 HOURS FROM THE WORLD MAN IM GOING TO BLOW STEAM OUT OF MY HEAD LIKE A SCREAMING KETTLE, I’M GOING TO TALK COLDSHIT TO STRANGERS ALL NIGHT… I’M GONNA LOSE THE PLOT ON THE DANCE FLOOR, THE FREE RADICALS INSIDE ME ARE FREAKING MAN. TO NIGHT I’M JIP TRAVOLTA, I’M PETER POPPER… I’M GOING TO NEVER NEVERLAND WITH MY CHOSEN FAMILY MAN, WE’RE GONNA GET MORE SPACED OUT THAN NEIL ARMSTRONG EVER DID. ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN TONIGHT, THIS COULD BE THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE U KNOW! I’VE GOT 73 QUID IN MY BACK BURNER I’M GONNA WAX THE LOT MAN. THE MILKY BARS ARE ON ME YAA!

 

Cocktail  “Beer is for breakfast around here, drink or be gone.”

 “I don’t care how liberated this world becomes - a man will always be judged by the amount of alcohol he can consume - and a woman will be impressed, whether she likes it or not.”

 

Brian Flanagan- I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make. Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake. The sex on the beach, the schnapps made from peach, the velvet hammer, the Alabama slammer. I make things with juice and froth–the pink squirrel, the three-toed sloth. I make drinks so sweet and snazzy–the iced tea, the kamikaze. The org@sm..The death spasm, the Singapore sling, the ding-aling; America, you’re just devoted to every flavor I’ve got, but if you want to get loaded, why don’t you just order a shot..Bar’s open.

 

Dead Poets Society  “I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life… to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” Henry David Thoreau

 

 They’re not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they’re destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see, gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? —Carpe— hear it? —Carpe, carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.

 

Glengarry Glen Ross

A-B-C. A-Always, B-Be, C-Closing. Always be closing, always be closing.

 

“A-I-D-A. Attention, Interest, Decision, Action. Attention - Do I have you attention? Interest - Are you interested? I know you are, because it’s fuck or walk. You close or you hit the bricks. Decision - Have you made your decision for Christ? And Action.”

1/ Let me have your attention for a moment…. cause you’re talking about what?…. you’re talking about ….. bitchin’ about that sale you shot…. some son of a bitch don’t wanna buy land…. somebody don’t want what you’re selling…..some broad he’s trying to screw and so forth…. let’s talk about some thing important…… are they all here? 2/ all but one 1/ I’m going anyway…… lets talk about something important…… PUT THAT COFFEE DOWN!! coffee’s for closers only….you think I am fucking with you???… I am NOT fucking with you…..I’m here from downtown…. I’m here from Mitch & Murray…. and I’m here on a mission of mercy….you’re name’s Levine??? 3/ Yeah 1/ You call yourself a salesman, you son of a bitch?? 4/ I don’t gotta listen to this shit….. 1/ You certainly don’t, pal cause the good news is… you’re fired!!! the bad news is you got, all you got just ONE WEEK to regain your jobs starting with tonight….starting with tonight’s sit!!!….. oh, do I got your attention now???….good!!, cause we’re adding a little something to this month’s sales contest…. as you know , the first prize is a Cadillac El Dorado…. anybody wanna see second prize??? second prize is a set of steak knives….. third prize is you’re fired!…. you get the picture?…. you laughing now??? You got leads…. Mitch & Murray paid good money… Get their names to sell them!!, you can’t close the leads you’re given…you can’t close shit …. you are shit …. hit the bricks, pal and beat it cause you are going out!!! 2/ The leads are weak 1/ The leads are weak?? The fucking leads are weak?? You’re weak!!! I’ve been in this business 15 years… 4/ What’s your name??? - FUCK YOU!!! that’s my name!!! You know why, Mister?…. cause you drove a Hyundai to get here tonight…. I drove an $80,000 BMW … that’s my name!!!…and you’re name is *you’re wanting* and you can’t play in the man’s game, you can’t close them… go home and tell

 

#1 Who are you? What’s your name? #2 Fuck you, that’s my name. You know why? Cause you drove a Hyundai to get here tonight and I drove an eighty thousand dollar BMW. THAT’S my name. You see this watch. This watch cost more than your car. I made $970,000 dollars last year how much did you make? You see pal, that’s who I am and you’re nothing. Nice guy? I don’t give a shit. Good father? Fuck you. Go home and play with your kids. You wanna work here–close.

 

Fight Club  “It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.
The things you own end up owning you.
We are defined by the choices we make.
If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
I say, never be complete. I say, stop being perfect. I say, let’s evolve and let the chips fall where they may…
This is your pain.”

“God damn it, and entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables… slaves with white collars. Advertising has its taste in cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, no purpose or place. We have no great war, no great depression. Our great war is a spiritual war, our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d be millionaires, movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. We’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”

 

Animal House  “HEY! What’s all this lying’-around shit?!…NOTHING is over until WE decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell, no! And it ain’t over now! ‘Cause when the going gets tough…(long pause)…the tough get going!…What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives - but you’re gonna let it be the WORST. (mocking) Oh, we’re afraid to go with you, Bluto. We might get in trouble. WELL, JUST KISS MY ASS FROM NOW ON! NOT ME! I’M NOT GONNA TAKE THIS! WORMER, HE’S A DEAD MAN! MARMALARD, DEAD! NIEDERMEYER…dead!…LET’S DO IT”

 

Any Given Sunday  ”You find out life’s this game of inches, so is football. Because in either game — life or football — the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early and you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don’t quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They’re in every break of the game, every minute, every second. On this team we fight for that inch. On this team we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when add up all those inches, that’s gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dying!”

The Breakfast Club  “Dear Mr. Vernon…We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did WAS wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are, what do you care? You see us as you want to see us…in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal.  Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at seven o’clock this morning. We were brainwashed.   Does that answer your question? Sincerely Yours, The Breakfast Club”

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