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Not dramatically, not in some cinematic swoon.
More like reality shifted half an inch to the left and I suddenly understood I had been standing on the wrong version of it my entire life.
They were not shocked by my supposed loss.
They were mobilizing around it.
A trust.
Paperwork.
A clause.
Record it.
The shame of it hit first, even before the anger.
Shame continue reading …
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