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12.04.2021
My sister told me yesterday that I would never get rich. Because I: ate a child’s bitten coatlet; made great shorts from short jeans; I drove to the mouth of Moscow for some terrible warehouses on an internet order, because they have a delivery of 550 rubles.
My sister said that I have the psychology of a poor man, that subconsciously I enjoy such a life. And that Big Money loves those who really want them, not those who are accustomed to doing without them.
If you have three hundred thousand for a vacation, will you fly in business class?
No why? I’m better for that money.
and VOOT. To become a millionaire, you need to feel like a millionaire. Within the inside.
Do you feel?
“Not very much yet,” said the sister. - Only I will go to live wider: throw out the socks, take a taxi to the bakery, so as soon as intentionally - then my husband will be placed in quarantine, then the car broke. A magical circle!