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Landing a good job seemed like a distant dream, a fairy tale I couldn't escape. Without a certificate, I felt like an outsider in the corporate world. Watching my peers dress to impress, I wondered if I'd ever measure this. Would I need to go back to school to stand a chance? These thoughts lingered as I kneaded dough in my bakery, my daily routine.
Despite the doubts, I held onto hope. A glimmer of light seemed to shine through the cracks, and I was determined to find a way to reach it. My bakery was my passion, and I poured my heart into every loaf. Maybe, just maybe, it would be enough to open doors.
One day, a richly dressed man walked into my bakery, a rare sight. Typically, people of his stature sent their assistants. But he came in person, and I served him with a mix of curiosity and pride. His reaction surprised me – he raved about my loaves, saying they were exceptional. He had tasted them before and was determined to meet the mastermind behind them.
In that moment, I felt like I'd finally made it. The sky seemed within reach, and I sensed freedom. My time had finally come, and I was ready to seize the opportunity. The man's words were a validation of my hard work, and I knew that this could be the turning point I'd been waiting for.
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