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This year, Charlie had a life that he was building with himself at its heart, not one that he checked off like a to-do list, like an obligation, like a Tuesday-night meatloaf.

This year, Rye had a life that he was building with an eye toward the future, not simply eking out each day as it came.

This year, Charlie and Rye were dreaming a dream for both of them.

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