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Half a Century ago

Different time

Different upbringing

The father

Hiking in the woods

With his young son

The boy

 Falling on the rocks

 Scraped his knee

 Started to cry

The father

After making sure that the boy’s knee was OK, looked his son in the eyes and said:

“Spit on it and continue on”

That day the boy started on the path to become a man.

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Boca Raton

My bicycle

Chained and locked to a coconut tree

I’m relaxing

At an indoor outdoor restaurant and bar

Drinking

Bordeaux wine

Eating

Gourmet

Pasta

20+ ingredient

Fancy dancy

Salad

Observing

Valets

Parking

Mercedes-Benz, Ferrari, Maserati, and Lamborghini automobiles

The man sitting to my left

Gives me his card and says:

“I’m a financial wizard

Trust me”

The man sitting to my right

Gives me his card and says:

“I’m a bankruptcy attorney”

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The old gambler

Lived in a small pool cabana

At a rundown motel

On Miami Beach

One evening

We drank several beers

Eat his homemade potato salad and kielbasa on the grill

When it was time for me to leave

Never again would we meet

The old gambler said:

“Save some of your coins so you do not end up broke like me”

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Damn right

We are preppers

World

Is in the shitter

Two years of food on hand

Kitchen cabinets

Full of carefully marked cans

Solar panels on the roof

Giant sized chicken coop

All emergency supplies needed

Preparations completed

Every night 

Me and the Mrs.

Watch the news

Drink cans of beer

Feeling blue

World a zoo

Any day could collapse

I wonder how long 10 cases of rum will last.

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Coming into the Hermit’s library

Wife

Said

“I cannot take it any longer”

“I need to dust this place”

Armed

With a box full of dusters

We cleaned a few shelves of books

Then

She

 Started sneezing

And

Needed to take a break

Saved

By an allergy attack

Until

Next time

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The flourishing 90’s

The good life

Would not end soon

Dollars

Scooped up with a gigantic dustpan and broom

Swinging back and forth

Moving mountains of hay with a pitchfork

Shifting sand

Globalization

Moved across the land

Jobs have disappeared

Elites

Now offer peasants

Handkerchiefs

To wipe away the tears