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for a long time.” He paused. “I want to know what building actually feels like.”
“Then I’ll help. But you have to be willing to hear what’s true instead of what’s comfortable.”
“Fair enough,” he said. And for the first time in years, it sounded like he meant it.
Below us, the Grand Celestial glowed warm and gold against the winter night. My hotel. My continue reading …
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