<em>After the City Council Vote ends, we leave, and we walk out of the courtroom. We go back to the little taco truck and yet again we start cooking. We were lucky to have the judge not take the taco truck away from us and now we are able to keep on cooking and make extra money. Every once in a while we will get a customer but, it's not quite just like the last time. Now it feels like it's a privilege to be able to cook and make the tacos, instead of something that we just do. Some of the customers are nice and tip extra, but even that feels even better than the last time. The days are calm and the money we earn seems to become an even larger amount per day. One day we have someone paying five dollars for a simple taco and then the next day we have someone recommending that we increase the prices because they think the tacos are good. Things really turned out well for us after the Voting.</em>
She paused, unsure of how to correctly word how she felt. When she gathered her words she continued to write.
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