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

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is just following orders.

The tray left my hands before I decided to drop it. Twelve flutes hit the marble at once, a bright crystal scream that cut through the jazz and turned every head in the room.

Charles Vale hit the floor half a second later.

A woman shrieked. Someone said, “Oh my God, call 911, call 911.” The music kept playing, oblivious, while continue reading …

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