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"Men!" you snap at no one in particular as you hurry down the sidewalk. Up
ahead you see Mrs. Jenkins take one look at you and head to the opposite side
of the street, while Mr. Tutman and Mr. Lester look up from their checker game
in front of the barber's shop and chuckle.
"Poor Sean..." you hear one of them say as you hurry on by. Poor Sean, indeed.
They have no idea.
In your mind, you can still hear the investor's patronizing voices. "While we
are sure you are quite capable, Miss Kelley," one had chuckled, "we really must
speak with your uncle about financial matters such as these. You do
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