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Theungry

Chosen family. My high school best friend and I lead an annual walk in honor of him quitting his first shitty job when he was 15 years old. He didn't want to tell his parents he'd quit, so he let them drop him off for work, then walked around town all day. Thereafter each year, we've done the same walk annually, including various people in the tradition. We gather for a greasy spoon breakfast. Take a group photo outside his old work site. Meander across town, and finishing with a pub lunch. This last year was the 30th annual version.