Last night, I stopped by my cousin Vinny's deli to pick up some prosciutto and mozzarella for dinner. I didn't notice that I left my custom essay that was due today when I left. When I reached home, my mom told me that Vinny called and asked if I could come back there. He says some guy picked up my essay and wants to talk to me. 

I wonder what could some guy possibly want from my paper, I asked myself. By the time I got there, I saw Vinny talking to a towering man with my paper in his hands. The man asked if I'm the one who wrote the paper. I nodded and he told me that he knows companies that buy essay papers from talented people and put them in publications. He gave me his card and asked me to call him if ever I need the extra cash. There's a lesson that I learned in last night's events: Always leave your mark in a good manner whereever you go.

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