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Ezra “145 dollars.” The bill was here. I brought literature and mathematics book what was torn. I needed a haircut but needed moneyu as well. “675 dollars left.” A message popped on my phone. My eyes widened, I forgot the pain of my trimmed hair and the real problem, money was appeared in front of my eyes. Dormitory rent, books and some stuff to eat including all I was left with 675 dollars and I still have to spend the month until I get the job. I asked local people for job but as everybody watched the show how my mom kicked me out, no one was interested in giving any kind of job to me. Even I should stop spending money like an Arab who just found a new oil well in his garden. while walking to the dormitory, I received a call from Aura, Tanya’s mother. I baffled why did she call