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19 March 2009 72 views No Comment

I remember when I was 18 years old, I told my father I wanted to be a chef. He got mad and said, “There’s no money in that, Jacobo! Don’t waste my money.” I replied, “Maybe I can cook for Michael Jackson.”

He kicked me out of the house that night and made me sleep on the back porch.

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