Shares
I no longer trade shares. They were not a good friend. What sort of friend turns your round, bends you over and has you whimpering for mercy?
The only thing I gamble on now is myself.
… and horses.
I no longer trade shares. They were not a good friend. What sort of friend turns your round, bends you over and has you whimpering for mercy?
The only thing I gamble on now is myself.
… and horses.
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