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She knew their patterns. Their tells. The way old money moved differently than new money—quieter, more assured, like they’d never had to prove anything to anyone. The way tech millionaires checked their phones mid-conversation because their time was worth more than your existence. The way trust fund kids looked through you like you were part of the furniture, just another amenity included with their $400 tasting menu.
She’d learned to read them in seconds. Had to, for survival. ...
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