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One Hundred and Twenty-Eight
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2026-08-14 23:10:10The war beneath New Zenith was never only about land.
It was about ownership of the city’s invisible power.
That was what I understood as Evangeline’s words settled over the penthouse table, colder than the brass key resting between us.
It names the real owners.
Not investors.
Not buyers.
Owners.
The kind of people who did not need their names on towers because they owned the roads feeding them, the water beneath them, the emergency
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