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... under the soft lights.
Across from me and my brothers, Mr. Albright, a man with a grip like a vice and a smile just as tight, was laying out his vision for the new Vexxon racetrack.
"...and with this state-of-the-art facility," he was saying, his voice a smooth, confident drone, "we won’t just be building a track; we’ll be forging legends. We’ll take raw, hungry newbies and polished veterans and give them the platform to become something... immortal."
My smile was fixed ...
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