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an entire mythology around my invisibility—they suddenly didn’t know what to do with that.
Later that week, my phone lit up with a text from Talia. No greeting, no context, just: What exactly do you do?
I stared at it for a long time. Read it several times. Then I locked my phone, slid it across my kitchen counter, and kept eating my dinner.
She wasn’t continue reading …
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