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Privilege comes and privilege goes. I've had stretches in my life where I lived frugally out of necessity, not because I had a hidden virtue. Later in life, with debts paid off, we managed to save some dough for retirement. Well, retirement arrived, and although we don't have "buy your own helicopter" money, we don't have to live with the crappy refrigerator that came with the house we just bought either. After doing my due diligence (i.e., asking ChatGPT what I should buy), we bought a lovely French door, counter-depth, freezer-on-the-bottom GE fridge from a locally owned business (virtue signal warning). I've been dreaming of this day for two reasons: new fridge (duh) and the realization of a life-long dream. I have a garage now and I have a functioning refrigerator that I can put in it. There are few men who wouldn't kill to be in my position. I don't drink beer (since December 28, 2008) so it's not there to serve as a plug-in brew cooler. To me, it's just a luxury, kind of like a…

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