I remember the first time someone told me, “You can be high-class broke.” It stung—because I’d built a brand that looked polished while my personal books were messy. That sting pushed me to learn how
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A few years back, I almost fell headfirst for what looked like the most irresistible deal on a shiny new home—ultra-low interest rates staring back at
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