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The moving target...and my bad aim

#BreakingTheCycle: That moving target…and my bad aim When my little brother and I were younger, we would occasionally make a trip to the arcade together; mostly because we were passing time while our mom flipped through every single item JCPenney had to offer. But my brother was more of the gamer, I just went along for kicks and giggles sometimes. He knew how everything worked, the purpose of every game and all those little cheat codes. I, on the other hand, would go and pres

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