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6:45 PM இல் மே 15

Thursday, 15th.

7 pm

I'm very busy. I enjoyed the pleasure of reconnecting with aunt Shirani, who has known me since I was only but a toddler. She was sharing her insights on how I can navigate the odds I'm facing.

I recall Mikey, selling snow cones, with syrup flavoring in high school for the school fair. And I saw Upali uncle with cool, pointy shoes, which I think we crocodile skin or leather types which were cool.

I have plans to sell lemonade, because it's cool.

I discussed sensitive topics with Shirani. There are good and bad, and there are risks, and she's wisely advised me as a loving, genuinely caring mother would, her own son, when the stakes are so high.

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Punchline: She told me not to sell lemonade

This is because she worries it's unhealthy

I will still sell lemonade because it's cool

And I want to sell lemonade

The image shows a man speaking at a conference or panel discussion. He has short, dark hair and is wearing glasses. His attire consists of a dark blazer over a light blue dress shirt, which is unbuttoned at the collar. He appears to be animated in his speech, using hand gestures to emphasize his points.

The background features a textured wall with a pattern of small holes, suggesting a modern venue designed for acoustics. The lighting is bright, illuminating the speaker's face and the area around him.

In front of the speaker, there is a microphone attached to his collar, indicating that he is likely addressing an audience. A water bottle is visible on the table in front of him, but no other objects or people are clearly discernible in the immediate vicinity.

The text overlay at the bottom of the image includes a transcription of what he is saying, which mentions not having a lemonade stand when he was 10 years old. The overall setting appears to be professional, likely part of a larger event focused on discussions or presentations.