Hanging with dad.

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It’s early. Really, really early. I’m waiting for my dad to pick me up.

Why, you ask?

We’re driving to the eastern shore to…wait for it….

Go to a casino!

Yes, it’s true.

I’m taking the morning off to gamble with my dad.

Because I love gambling so much?

No. Because I love spending time with my dad so much.

Wish me luck.

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