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had no answer.
I looked at my father. At the watch on his wrist. Omega. I’d seen him buy it two years ago, casually mentioned he’d treated himself after a good quarter at work.
I looked at Briana. At her designer handbag sitting beside her chair. Balenciaga. She’d posted about it on Instagram six months ago. “Birthday gift from the best parents ever!continue reading …
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