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fraud invincibility

The spring breeze prickled my skin as I balanced on the wall. It was a Thursday afternoon in late November, and my neighbor - Lily - and I were relishing in her pool, practicing our backflips. Lily’s mum had rattled off the usual boring speech earlier.  ‘Lily!’ she called from the verandah. ‘No backflips!’  Lil… Continue reading fraud invincibility