I had achieved everything I’d ever dreamed: career, family, businesses, health, megastardom, a house with a name. In fact, it was better than I had dreamed it. More money, more fame, more property, more success. And I did everything the right way. I had reached the mountaintop—then discovered that the clouds had hidden an even higher peak, and then I’d scaled that one. Short of raising jokas from the dead, what else do y’all want me to do? I did it as big and as bold and as brightly as anyone had ever done it. Or probably ever will do it. What the fuck is everybody so upset about? How is it
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