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a trust to pay back what was stolen from my education fund. It won’t be enough, but it’s a start.”
“You can live here,” I continued, gesturing around the tiny apartment. “But you will pay rent. You will get a job. A real one. And you will go to therapy to understand your part in this.”
It wasn’t a handout. It was a lifeline, the kind no one continue reading …
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