The Starlight Inheritance

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I. The stock ticker never stopped, and I had learned to love its relentless chatter the way a sailor loves the sound of waves—because it meant you were still alive, still moving, still somewhere between where you were and where you were going. I was twenty-six years old, and I worked on the forty-second floor of a building on Wall Street that smelled of cigarette smoke and ambition. My job was...

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