CHAPTER EIGHTEEN-7

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“Giving up the law was easy. It’s dry, full of petty rules and the pretension that they are important. In crime, I suppose, and in some family work - like your case - or defending a tenant’s right to his home, I could feel I was doing something for people’s lives, but what I was doing was still confined by the law and its procedures, the highest achievement was legal victory, a momentary attainment that did not change anyone’s life for the better, landing on a ladder knowing that the board is still riddled with snakes. I don’t know whose pain I was feeling: my clients’ or my own; I suppose I was projecting mine onto them all they were looking for was that imminent gain; I wanted to give them more because I wanted more. “I’m sorry I slapped you, Emily. I’m not sorry for what happened at Mo

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