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... cally nothing. I remembered having a bank account that my father opened for me, but it barely had any money in it.
My family would never give me any substantial amount either; I wasn’t good with money until much later in life, often being quite a spender.
Just thinking about how they spent over $70,000 for my education made it even less likely that they would be willing to provide me with any extra cash.
My knowledge about market movements before 2004, when I became deepl ...
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