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... could just slump his butt on the cold wooden planks, close his eyes, and snore to dreamland.
I guess that's the advantage of being poor. Their body was already accustomed to hardship that they simply didn't care where they slept.
My family was well off, and I never once slept on the floor . . . Alright, maybe that one time that I got drunk too much and puked on the marbles, but that was it.
I might go to the gym to maintain my toned body, but it doesn't mean I was built ...
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