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I love money and you love to pay me. Admit it. All it takes is one look at me and your brain instantly signals for you to throwing money at my feet. Dedicating your existence to funding my life gives you a purpose and deep down, you know there is nothing else you can derive pleasure from like giving me money. You know you have to pay me to keep my attention. Money speaks before I do. So commit yourself to spending on me for the rest of your life or you’ll lose me forever. You need me. So face it. Only money matters.