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By Brooke Siem
Suddenly worth half a million dollars through the dumb luck of my dad's death, I rooted myself to a new and unfamiliar home.
By Lisbeth Garassino
I hadn't planned on pursuing a life 3,000 miles from family and friends. But that was before my brother (and best friend) died at 29.
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