back in my day we didn't have social media
you wanted a stranger to give you some positive feedback you had to walk along the train tracks gathering sodee bottles and distribute 'em to the rail-bums who knew how to get cash for 'em and they'd give you half a dirty playing card you'd hide in a tree house and while you was up there thinking about life, some soldier back from the war would see you out their window from the room they scream in and they'd give you a thumbs up
just like that
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