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... he air above the dam still tasted faintly of cold metal and river wind. Machinery hummed across the spillway, cranes moving with slow precision while workers shouted instructions to one another through radios and across scaffolding. It was the type of organized chaos in which Ethan Miller thrived: noisy, intense, and held together by engineering math, schedules, and sheer stubborn competence.
He stood near the temporary command station, tablet under one arm, hard hat secured, reflective ...
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