Happy Pill
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What would you trade for happiness? Things that are precious to you, people that you adore, memories that keep you alive?
There is no need to worry my dear, you don't need to trade happiness for anything, all you need is a wish, a little bit of money and just a little bit of luck and you will be happy for the rest of your life.
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