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... p> The private conference room overlooked the city like a throne room for financial gods. Floor-to-ceiling windows provided a perfect view of the lesser mortals scurrying through the streets below, completely unaware that their economic fates were being decided in rooms exactly like this one.
Three men sat around a table that cost more than most people’s cars, each nursing glasses of Clase Azul Reposado tequila that ran eight hundred dollars a bottle. But they weren’t here for business y ...
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