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Surprised me, though—how normal it feels sometimes. Once knew a gal, swear she was a hooker by night, baked pies by day. Pies! I’d eat ‘em too, no judgin’. “Live and let live,” I say, like Grace hopin’ for better. But lordy, the danger! That’d scare me silly—cops, creeps, cold nights. I’d be prayin’ harder’n a preacher on Sunday.

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I sit down, and boom! My screen lights up. Stocks are tanking. I’m talkin’ major losses. My heart’s racing. I’m like, “No, no, no! This can’t be happening!” I start typing like a madman, trying to salvage what I can. My fingers are flying over the keyboard. I’m sweating like I just ran a marathon.

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