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ail a taxi. It was probably rush hour, and her office building was in a bustling area. There were many taxis coming and going, but they were all full.In just a few minutes, a white private car suddenl... from the corners of her eyes, across her temples. She covered her mouth with her hand, stifling her sobs, keeping her eyes open as she stared to the side, letting the tears wash over her face again a...