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[Copypasta]If Jeff Bezos gave everyone on this planet $1 billion
Jeff Bezos net worth is $185.3 Billion
There is 7.8 billion people on earth
If he gave everyone on this planet $1 billion, he would still have $177.5 billion
This is why we must #TaxTheRich
Jeff Bezos net worth is $185.3 Billion
There is 7.8 billion people on earth
If he gave everyone on this planet $1 billion, he would still have $177.5 billion
This is why we must #TaxTheRich
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