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My parents said they wanted to upgrade our living situation and asked me to hand over my entire savings from five years of work —60 thousand dollars— to help pool together for the down payment. On moving day, I discovered the new house had a fingerprint lock. Mom, Dad, and my younger brother were all buzzing with excitement as they registered their fingerprints one by one. But when it was my turn, Mom grabbed my arm. She smiled and said, "You're a girl. Sooner or later, you'll belong to someone else's family. What's the point of registering yours? We saved you a spare key."