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had gone against me.
Twenty years of my life spent building someone else’s financial future.
I sat with that list for a long time. Not with self-pity.
I had burned through self-pity somewhere around the fifth night of sleeping in the car.
But with the cold focus of someone who has simplified down to essentials.
Self-pity is a luxury.
Anger, if you refine continue reading …
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