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Chapter 8: The Corporate Slaughter
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2026-09-10 01:02:00The main trading floor of the New City Maritime Exchange was a high-tech coliseum of 21st-century capitalism. Massive LED screens stretched across the curved walls, flashing real-time global shipping logs, maritime indices, and shifting multi-billion-dollar asset valuations. Beneath the digital glare, the country’s most powerful corporate dynasties and underground syndicate heads sat in tiered leather galleries. The air was thick with the scent of premium espresso, expensive paper, and
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