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| Once when I was little, I was riding my mom's wheelchair in the driveway. | |
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| A sedan drove by and stopped. A man and woman got out, and walked towards me. | |
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| The man gave me a dollar. The woman patted my arm and said, "God bless you." | |
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| I figured they had the wrong idea about me and this chair, so I stood up and held my arms out in a "tada" gesture. | |
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| Their eyes bugged out, and they ran to their car to speed away. | |
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| For weeks afterwards I was trying to figure out how to make money out of this chair.. | |
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