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... the hesitant blue of pre-dawn, he was already standing in his office, adjusting his coat and fastening the last buttons with precise movements. The city outside was beginning to awaken, oblivious to the fact that one of the most rotten cogs in its system was about to be forcibly ripped out.
He glanced one last time at the report on the table.
"Protected" trade routes.
An expensive joke.
In practice, those routes were institutionalized illegal tolls. Merchants paid ...
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