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yumdirt 's review for:
Death of a Salesman
by Arthur Miller
This hit close to home. My parents both worked as advertising sales reps (car spots and photography) and yeah that shit sucks. I got into it with my father a lot where it wasn't really necessary, but in hindsight was definitely stress from his role as main household provider. This place fucking sucks, and raising a family on top of trying to just survive just brutalizes a person's soul.