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She started walking down Tanto Mountain, her steps so angry that they made puffs of smoke in the gravel. I followed her, I didn’t run up to her, I didn’t say sorry, I just walked there, behind her, just close enough to see the words that she had written with a permanent marker on her denim jacket, thinking to myself that I somehow had managed to destroy the most valuable thing I had, simply by trying to be honest.

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