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At 12:01 a.m. on my eighteenth birthday, I sat behind a locked bedroom door in our Palisades mansion and moved $45 million into an irrevocable trust. A velvet chair was wedged under the handle, Pacific fog pressed against the windows, and downstairs my mother Veronica, my stepfather Harrison, and my half-sister Serena were sleeping under the same roof,continue reading …
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