If by chance you've wondered:
"What is more fulfilling, then working to the bones while earning enough vacation feathered wings to fly destination "Nowhere"?
Hush, ask me later, I might never be Prime Minister of a city park sandbox, if I told you now;)
PS: I just hope they sell postcards at destination "Nowhere".
I'll be too tired to remember anyone, anything or anywhere I've been.
1... 2... 3... "Let the good times begin!"
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