Our evening began like most networking events do: sign in, grab a name tag, carefully write down k-a-c-e-e just for someone to mistake the “c” for an “l” and call me Kalee. “I even went to handwriting school, not that anyone would believe it,” I tell the registration table. It’s always an easy laugh. The name tag also asks us to write one word that describes us. Ben writes, “teacher.” I write, “realist.” This is the first hint that the event would be different than other networking events.

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