The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The brass compass sat heavy in my palm, its needle trembling with a vibration that had nothing to do with the wind. I was in the middle of balancing the Q3 ledger for the Vane Industrial Trust, my pen hovering over a column of iron ore shipments that refused to add up. The numbers were wrong, not by a penny, but by a margin that would bleed the company dry before the winter frosts set in. I had...

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