Lisa and I work from the comfort of our home. We fired our bosses YEARS ago. What a blessing to have enough passive, residual income coming in to never have to "work" again. Life is good...
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It's December, 1990
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I'm 29 years old and homeless. I sleep on a urine-stained mattress I found on the side of the road and tossed into the back of my truck.
If it rains I can't sleep, and life pretty much sucks...
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Fast Forward to 2009
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Today my wife Lisa and I work together from the comfort of our home. We earn a solid six-figure residual income, attend church, drive new cars, give to charities, travel when and where we want, and
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