The Probability of a Smile
Marcus lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds, a glass cage where the air was filtered and the silence was expensive. He was the most powerful man in Manhattan, not because of his money, but because he could see the percentages. He knew there was a 94.2% chance the market would crash on Tuesday, and a 100% chance that the woman across the table would say "yes" if he leaned in at exactly a...
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