My spoilt sister

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Damian Having a slight headache from the past week of drinking, but I feel better when I stare at the inked bird on the back of my hand, knuckle to just above the wrist which I had taken six months prior. Mark had gotten the same thing, which was a little weird but whatever. Business is a bit slow according to Thomas Anderson and expected this time of year. I have no idea what he says most of the time, but I have come to trust him a bit in the past months. He still hasn’t taken a liking to me, which is understandable, but bygones and whatnot, I feel. Ruby comes into my large office then and plops down on one of the four black foam sofa chairs surrounding a low glass table to my right and blows out an exasperated breath. This is her last day of work before she goes back out to college ne

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