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... iquid gold through the thin canvas walls and bathing the makeshift ward in a soft, almost holy glow. The air smelled like antiseptic trying very hard to mask the scent of morning dew drifting in from the conference grounds outside. Somewhere beyond the tent, the four-day tech extravaganza was stretching awake—keynotes to be delivered, deals to be finalized, egos to be bruised. Final day energy. The kind where big dreams came true and buried secrets started tapping insistently on the surface, ask ...
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