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	Comments on: For two years, I drove my daughter’s classmate to school every weekday and never asked her mother for a single dollar.  Then one rainy morning, my own car refused to start, and I needed that same small favor for my daughter.  Her mother took one look at Emma’s wet shoes and refused because she was worried they might stain the seats of her brand-new SUV.  By the next morning, that one decision had come back to her in a way none of us expected.	</title>
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