The Glass Ceiling
In the sterile, high-frequency world of Manhattan's hedge funds, Julianne was a ghost in the machine. She was a quantitative analyst with a mind that could see patterns in chaos, and a body that the world considered "broken." Julianne had no hands. A childhood trauma had left her with stumps and a profound distrust of anyone who offered her pity. She navigated her world through a combination of...
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