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station, with her public defender present. She looked terrible—unwashed, exhausted, her eyes red from crying. When she saw us, she started crying harder.
“I’m so sorry,” she said, the words tumbling out. “I’m so, so sorry. I was sleeping in my car. I couldn’t make rent. I lost everything in the divorce, and I couldn’t find work, and I just… I thought continue reading …
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