The other week, I stopped through the room of this one (older) guy who makes jokes a lot, to help him set time on a clock.
While we were there, he mentioned that he had lived in California for a long time, which I hadn't known at all, and then when I asked him why, part of his story involved him having family out there.
"But I thought you were from here," I was like. "How did that happen?".
He then said that his uncle was a furrier and he had moved out to Los Angeles after World War II because business was booming, and so he settled in Hollywood selling furs to the stars.
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