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She was sick. Sick of her success being some palimpsest of someones failure or mistakes. No, she would no longer feel sick, and she would no longer be slave to their insatiable greed. In every way, her move was dumb, but she was sick of sensible. Even if she failed and fell flat on her face, she concluded that if nothing else, at least she tried.

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