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The room was cramped but organized, a wooden desk covered in papers, shelves lined with ledgers and donation records, a single window letting in pale morning light.
The woman gestured for me to sit in the chair across from her desk, then settled into her own seat with the practiced ease of someone who’d spent decades in this exact spot.
She reached for one of the ledgers on the shelf behind her, pulling down a leather-bound book that looked older than the others. Worn edge ...
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