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My father shouted: At Least The Army Pays Her Rent

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were taken. The final donors drifted toward the elevators. Staff began removing flowers from the tables and gathering untouched desserts onto silver trays. The chandeliers still glittered, indifferent to everything they had witnessed.

My father waited near the exit.

He did not approach until I looked at him.

Progress.

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