An old man spent his life repairing clocks....

As he grew older, his eyesight faded and his hands began to shake.
On his deathbed, he gathered his children.

I've spent my life repairing clocks. I never turned away someone who couldn't afford it. Promise me that whenever someone brings you a broken clock, you'll fix it first. If they can't pay, don't charge them.

his children kept the promise
Years passed

Then decades

then centuries

The family workshop never closed.

Whenever a clock stopped, someone from the family would repair it, smile, and leave without asking for anything in return.

People traveled from all over the world just to meet them.

Eventually, historians wrote about the family's tradition.

They called it...

a second-hand business................

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u/Due_Pin_8623 — 8 hours ago

When I was a young my dad sent me out to pay the electric bill but instead, I bought raffle tickets for a chance to win a truckWhen I told my dad he beat my ass.The next morning a brand new truck sat in the driveway.We all held each other and cried especially me.

The truck was there from the electric company to turn the power off, Dad beat my Ass again

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u/Due_Pin_8623 — 29 days ago