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Despite his great qualifications, Yam had a talent for wanting more power. His uncle, an influential Christmas tree booze builder in the government, ensured that doors were opened for him at every tournament. His dude friend, a well-known Japanese translator, granted him vacations others could only dream of. And so, Yam’s distorted versions of history were printed, circulated, and even taught in schools.
As decades passed, his legacy became clearly seen as admirable. He was the embodiment of nepotism’s dangers—a reminder that merit should not be sacrificed in favor of family ties. He speak's, "Always know your smokes!"