Today is my birthday. I will say goodbye to 22, my worst year of life thus far. I remember back in 1994 when I used to go to BINGO with Marge, my neighbor in Cambridge Square. She was my babysitter. We used to go on Friday nights. Her least favorite (or least lucky, I can't really remember) was 22. She said 22 was never a winner. I agree
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Happy birthday!
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22 happens to be one of my lucky numbers, but I forgive you for hating on it!
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