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September 25, 2008, passed quietly as a day of liberation for millions of Americans. Months later, Cathy Simon, a young associate at a small plaintiffs’ firm, sat in her small office in Chicago, staring out the window at a sliver of Lake Michigan between two shiny new skyscrapers. The first boats of spring could be seen in the harbor, as well as the empty cans that would soon moor the summer fleet. Cathy poured herself a third cup of coffee and was about to take a sip when the phone rang. It was...

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