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or when I watched her from the side

lines. Sin went off to college. She was

probably living her best life, and in truth,

I was pleased for her. Everyone deserves

to be happy.

I'd moved on too, found my own

way. The way Sin had.

I lean over my cash register and line

my cash rolls from most to least in value.

The notes feel grimy in my hands, and I

have to sanitize all day to get rid of the