Every Friday, my dad would rent three videos. Me and my brother would ask for something with guns or fighting, but my dad would say, 'Come on, think about it.' He'd choose more involving films like 'Pulp Fiction,' and at the end of the night, we'd agree that they were great.
Both parents supported my becoming a world class athlete.
The seeming antagonism between capital and labor is the result of deceptive appearance.
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