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... er. Nothing added to the flavor of food like the glow of victory. And everyone at the table knew who had been victorious and who got put in his place.
Geoffrey was still fidgeting in his chair and drinking his wine in gulps, upset over the timing. He'd been so close to closing such a lucrative deal. This would have made up for his failures to convince some of the friendlier corporations that they needed Imperial Storehouses. Alchemarx and Soylent had laughed at the idea and sent him on h ...
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