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Since it’s hypothetical...
You quit your job and move to a tropical island relaxing on a beach drinking mojitos and getting massages from topless exotic women twice a day. Drive your car only when you feel like it up and down the coast on beautiful days. Then once a month send your old coworkers a post card with a little note telling them to go fu€k themselves and go get their own damned food.
Since it’s hypothetical...
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