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Rain lashed against my studio apartment window as I frantically refreshed my banking app for the third time that hour. My phone screen reflected the sickly green glow of overdraft warnings – $47.12 until Friday's paycheck. I'd already skipped two meals, calculating how many bus fares I could sacrifice before my warehouse shift tomorrow. That's when Marco from loading dock 3 barged into the break room, shaking his phone like a winning lottery ticket. "Bro! They finally turned on EarlyPay in the W -
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