I was rescued from the grueling Pilotos data mine in the hills of Cuba by a group of missionaries, then shipped to Florida to work at an Amazon warehouse at a very young age
I dream of a time when I'm a grizzled data prospector, roaming the harsh land with nothing but a mule, a shovel and a musket to search for a lucrative data mine that will make me rich. Ah, the dreams of an old prospector ...