Bob pruned his dying orchid while contemplating Valentine’s Day. He hated the “holiday” with more passion than he felt about any relationship he had ever been in. The only redeeming quality was the reduced-price chocolates the next day. He popped one such morsel in his mouth as he moved to the next morbid plant, one given to him by his ex. That’s when he had an epiphany! He knew how to make Valentine’s Day special for everyone. The following year he made ten thousand dollars selling dead flowers and bouquets to people who wanted that special something… for their ex.
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