The Last Market
The problem with predicting the end of the world is that everyone assumes you are selling something. Hal Whitman stood at the podium in the Waldorf Astoria ballroom, adjusting his microphone, and felt the weight of four hundred faces staring at him like he was a magician who had lost his rabbits and produced only a calculator. The room was golden—gold-plated chandeliers, gold-silk curtains,...
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