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... oundings.
The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the bustling streets of Lower Manhattan. The sounds of horse-drawn carriages and the clanging of metal filled the air, as workers hurried to load and unload cargo from the nearby piers.
He scanned the bustling crowds, searching for Sam Insull, Russel's secretary. He spotted him across the street, waving his arm in the air. Poul smiled and quickened his pace, approaching him.
"Good day, Sir Nielsen. ...
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