I have this dream where one day–after I get rich–I go buy a ranch out in Montana and ride horses all day. Never mind how I make this money. Never mind that I’ve never actually ridden a horse. Never mind that, given my family history, I’m probably miserably allergic to them. None of that matters. [...]
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