I want to be rich. Super rich. Filthy rich. God, if you let me be super filthy rich, I will spend the rest of my days helping people. Homeless people, runaway teens and runaway animals. That's the only thing I want from the very non staff of my being, my greatest all consuming desire- wealth beyond anything I ever even knew was possible. Amen!
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