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... at first.
It sounded like pressure.
Not the open noise of lower market barter, not the desperate rhythm of scavengers haggling over things they could barely afford to lose, and not the loud confidence of corporate rooms where money liked hearing itself speak. This place had a different pulse. The lower furnace chamber held voices in layers, each one controlled, measured, and sharpened by the knowledge that what changed hands here could redraw routes, kill districts, bankrupt brok ...
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