Caleb Mercer aged out of the Colorado foster care system on a bright, windcoured Tuesday morning. The case worker handed him a thin manila envelope in the lobby of the county building. No balloons, no cake, just a polite handshake, and a rehearsed, sympathetic smile. Inside were his documents, a prepaid debit card with a modest balance, and a notorized …
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