How To Stop Worrying And Start Living

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Thirty-Five years prior, I was one of the unhappiest fellows in New York. I was selling

engine trucks professionally. I didn’t have the foggiest idea of what made an engine truck run. That wasn’t all: I

would not like to know. I loathed my activity. I loathed living in a modest outfitted room on

West Fifty-6th Street-a room plagued with cockroaches. I despise everything recall that I had a

bundle of bowties holding tight the dividers; and when I connected of a morning to get a

new tie, the cockroaches dispersed every which way. I disdained to eat in

modest, grimy eateries that were likewise most likely pervaded with cockroaches.