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I look back on my twenties fondly. A time where I was flat broke and could make $50 stretch for a mile, and yet always had enough money for weeknight drinks and cheap pizza. A time where the term Roth IRA meant nothing, and I was still under my parent’s health insurance plan. Ah. The good ole days, amirite?
Just kidding—don’t be like me, kids!