I Notice. I notice.
That every very single choice is 1 or 2. Yes or no. Progress or wasted time. I notice. That titles are really important. CEO. Manager. Investor. But then we ignore man with cardboard box. I notice, my love - sparkling in conversation. His name was Notise, hers as you know, Nicole. I noticed. That even with nothing, he was happy. Poor. But joyful. Notise was like most people. Human.
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