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and he squeezes once. He doesn’t say anything.
He doesn’t need to. 10.5 million. 20 years ago, this land was a weed-choked strip of clay that my father handed me like a consolation prize.
My sister Jocelyn got the good parcel, 60 acres near the highway with county water access. She sold it within a year for $180,000 and spent the money on a European continue reading …
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