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2026-10-08 06:40:29Michael
Ollie was right that it was a business model, and I spent the night proving something worse, which is that it was my business model.
I took the machine apart, the whole apparatus Ferrand had built and rebuilt across a decade of quiet corporate murders, and I understood what I was looking at somewhere around three in the morning, and it made me colder than anything in this affair has managed.
Ferrand hadn’t invented his method. He&rs
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