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MY RICH DAD SAID “GLORIFIED MEDIC” AT HIS $2M PARTY

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the faces of the bankers, the investors, the society wives. “The call went out. Man down. Hostile fire incoming. The protocol is clear: you secure the perimeter. You wait for air support. You don’t run into the kill zone.”

My hands were starting to feel like someone else’s. Heavy, clumsy. But they kept moving.

“But one of the medics on the response team continue reading …

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