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be read into the record, as was customary. Judge Castillo nodded.

The bailiff opened the folder to the first yellow tab.

I looked at my father one last time before it began. He was leaning back, legs crossed, one hand resting casually on the table, composed, entirely certain. In his mind this was procedural: a routine summary of a thirty-four-year-old continue reading …