If she calls and says things are going well here, I’ll quit and go there. She’ll drive the truck during the day, and I’ll drive it at night.

Or if she gets her passport, and he gets our tickets, we’ll come to Istanbul and I’ll learn the new job.

On the other hand, Sinaloa’s birthday is coming up. Will he come to work? Will I go see him?

There’s a lot of uncertainty. It’s always like this. Because we need hope. “You can’t live without hope.”

Now I want to be a con artist when I grow up. Because as far as I understand, that’s the only way for me to get rich.

Being a con artist isn’t easy. No job is easy. But at least I’ll try.

We pay con artists a lot of money. I’ve paid a lot of money too. Because we need hope. “You can’t live without hope.”

In that sense, greetings to the greatest con artist of all time, from before the 14th century. He sold such hope, such optimism, that they’re still reaping the benefits. God bless him, really. I love him. I salute him.

I thought of naming the company “Miswi Bridge Trading Import Export Ltd. Co.” How many inches is yours?