Ah, dear, it is like cooking with stale fish—you follow the same recipe, but the taste never comes right. They tell you it will be a fine meal, but you know it is just…empty. I left after second year because I saw my friends become like over-boiled potatoes, losing all their flavour just to get a certificate. My own life says the degree is not the real nourishment; opening this stall taught me more than those dusty classrooms ever did.
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