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There was nothing obvious.
My life was clean. Travel, rent, work meals, software subscriptions, office supply stores, conference registrations.
Then, near 2:00 a.m., on an old credit card I rarely used, I found a $50 charge from St. Mary’s Hospital dated April 12, 2021.
I stared at it.
I had no reason to be at St. Mary’s.
It was across town from anywhere continue reading …
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