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My father come here to America from india when he was 6 years of age. His entire family used to training the snakes and extract their precious venom for use of cooking, cleaning & sickness cures. Every day my dad wake up and drains the snake... EVERY DAY.. He does this so that my family can afford the best curry my friend.. the best curry.. One dad my wakes up and his father, my grandpopop is very sick.. very sick my friend. He says you must go to America for I will die soon and make good life for our family. He die same day..
His mother (my grandmama) take my father his sister and his pet bird and they travel to america for new life. 1 whole year at sea my friend.. my dad had to eat pet bird to survive. he is now in america and looking for work.. but no work, not for snake people. in american new york city, very little snake my friend.
Bless you,
Aarav Aditya Arjun Reyansh III
' I really should talk to him, sir. He's had a near-death experience!'
'We all do. It's called living.'
(Hogfather)
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