Growing up, life was messy, risky, and anything but sanitized — and yet, somehow, we survived. 🥪🥚🥖 From cutting raw chicken, eggs, and butter on the same board, to climbing rubble heaps as playgrounds, to classrooms crammed with 50 kids and strict discipline — it was rough, raw, and unforgettable.
We didn’t have ice packs, safety mats, or constant supervision. We had grit, resilience, and a toughness today’s world often forgets.
Were we reckless… or just stronger? Maybe both.
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