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... > Back at the café, I worked until closing. My feet screamed. My back ached as the baby kicked at my ribs.
That night, in my studio apartment, I sat at my tiny desk with my laptop open.
Olivia had left me with something else too—an idea.
"What are you good at?" she’d asked over lunch, leaning in."Like, really good at?"
"Business strategy," I’d told her without hesitation. "Corporate analysis. I can look at a company and see what’s wrong with it, how to fix it, how ...
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