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he found out his father had money, did not feel curious or grateful or even greedy in any way I could have forgiven.
“What do you want to do, Nate?” Ray asked. “It’s your call. All of it. I’ll do whatever you tell me. But I need you to tell me.”
I looked out the window at the parking structure. A pigeon was walking the ledge like it continue reading …
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