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Chapter 67: The invitation
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... dome of glass and steel that looked like a cathedral dedicated to the worship of money. It was illuminated by thousands of floating, warm-toned lights that made the interior look like a galaxy trapped indoors. A string quartet played softly in the corner, their classical music barely audible over the clinking of crystal champagne flutes and the low, confident murmur of billionaires networking.
I walked through the massive glass doors, the cold winter wind instantly replaced by the warm, ...
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