I work for money. If i didn't need to, I wouldn't work. I didn't turn professional at golf and snooker (snooker, cos I maybe wasn't good enough, and maybe cos I was stupid) because they would have become jobs... Work.... Hard work. And I would have nolonger enjoyed them.
I hate working, but I have no chioce.
I hate working, but I have no chioce.
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