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When I was 11, I lived with my grandma in Orange County, California. We had basic food and supplies — but not much extra. I wanted stickers for my skateboard binder but couldn’t afford them.
So, I asked my grandma for sticker paper, and she said yes. She knew I needed to be creative. I printed my own stickers and felt proud when I added them to my binder. At school, my friends liked my custom stickers.
I then started selling them for $5 for two, while a local skate shop sold theirs for $5 each. I’ll never forget the first time
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