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  1. When I was a kid my dad would take my sister and I to play Skeeball – and we always killed it, racking up LOADS of tickets. My dad taught us to give the tickets to another child who was either not having such a good time, or who was a few tickets short of a prize they really wanted. So my sister and I did this – and it felt WAY more satisfying than any plastic trinket we might have purchased with the paper stubs.

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