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the world I’d just blocked. “You don’t want to see this,” she said on the second day, looking at her phone. “Show me,” I rasped. It was Kylie’s Instagram viewed through Tasha’s account—a photo of a seafood platter that probably cost two hundred dollars, then a video of Mom and Kylie clinking champagne glasses on a balcony at sunset. The caption read:continue reading …
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