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"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"
"Yes?"
"Turn around, quick!"
I turn and see a commercial for a furniture store. We have a family policy about fast-forwarding through commercials, since about 95% of what we watch is from the DVR, but this is one of those rare live shows.
"Yeah?"
"If you go to that store," says the six-year-old in wonder, "you get a dollar."
"Whoa."
"Yeah. You could go to that store every day and get a dollar every day."
"Well."
"You'd be rich."
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