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Then she turned over the mail piece, and her face changed. She was back in the moment. And, apparently, quite angry. It was like someone had flipped a switch. “Really? Really?” she asked, incredulous. The fundraising appeal was addressed to Daniel. “How do they not know? Or don’t they care? How [expletive removed] stupid can they be?” She put down the letter and walked off. Hurt. Angry. Confused.
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