There is a certain level of life we want to live. I admit I like money. Not that I would be rich like hell, but to have a family house and a garden would be enough. For that level I need money. Also to have a job which would not be for eight hours. Why? To write. To read books. To teach at university. To be with my family. To create furniture from wood. To walk in nature. To live..
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