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January 2014

The Car Thief

Panic set in as he called the police. Someone had stolen his car—and everyone at work had to know

I was born in Washington D.C. to a loving family. My father traveled often for work, and when he was home my parents often entertained with dinners and cocktail parties. I remember waking up as a child and going downstairs to finish the colorful drinks left in everyone’s glasses. It was just like candy.

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