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Originally Posted by 12clicks
I stopped reading after this.
you're clueless.
there are billions of your kind on earth. very few mintes. With out the mintes of the world, you'd be busy picking thru your own shit for your next meal.
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My step father was a self made man. He came to the US as a fucking immigrint from France when he was sixteen, and his first job was being a paper boy. In the end he had his own business, a motor repair shop. He started by working at General Electric in his early twenties, and after fifteen years there he had saved up his money to open up his own shop. My step father worked hard, and usually worked full days on Saturdays. But his business was made on the backs of many others. You see, he didn't do it all alone. He had employees - a dozen of them, half of which worked for my father for nearly twenty years. I had known them since I was a child; I thought they were family. My family's business was built through the hard work of dozens of people.
Minte is no different. Without the blood, sweat, and tears of his employees... Minte would nothing.