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  1. When the call came, my brother was at work in the open office in Cambridge, Mass., he shares with seven colleagues who, like him, help run clinical trials for a drug developer. But on that September afternoon, both of his hands were clutching his phone, the right one cupping the left for privacy. He'd helped pay for college by nannying triplets.