A man was selling his brand-new luxury car for ten dollars.
A woman answered the ad, but she was slightly disbelieving.
"Ten bucks?!? What's the gimmick?" she inquired.
"No gimmick," the man answered. "My wife died, and in her
will she asked that the car be sold and that all the money
go to the mailman."
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle