The Wall Street Game
The 42nd floor of the Thorne Tower was a temple of glass and silence. Marcus stood at the window, looking down at the swarm of yellow cabs in the streets below. To him, they weren't cars; they were data points. The entire city was just a series of fluctuations in a giant, invisible ledger. Marcus was the king of the 'Short.' He didn't make money by building things; he made money by betting on...
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