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The bartender, who had a good relationship with him, patted his shoulder and comforted: "You made quite a lot in tips tonight, almost equal to our salary for a few months. What's there to be upset about?"

"I'm not upset."

He wasn't upset, just a little frustrated.

"I know. You never knelt to serve customers before just for more tips. But you did it for the first time tonight. We don't have money or dignity without money. Overthinking will only make you more upset." ...

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