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“I’ll repay you when I’m older,” the homeless girl pleaded as she asked the millionaire for a small carton of milk for her crying baby brother — and his reaction stunned everyone.
The late afternoon sun hung low over downtown Seattle, turning the glass towers into mirrors of orange light while the streets below pulsed with impatience and motion. Buses hissed at stops, delivery bikes weaved between lanes, and people moved as if they were all late for something important, heads down, shoulders tight, minds elsewhere. On the wide concrete steps outside a modest neighborhood grocery store, a small girl sat very still, as though she had learned that taking up as little space as possible was the safest way to exist.
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