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18. Symphony of Property Destruction
Author: MYX BEAR
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The dull thud of electronic music pulsed from behind a set of gold-inlaid double doors. A wild party was raging inside the luxurious fiftieth-floor penthouse.

In the outer hallway, two security guards in black uniforms stood with bored expressions. Short-barreled rifles were slung over their shoulders.

"A hell of a party," the first guard said, lighting a cigarette. "People are panicking about the stock market, and our boss is busy hiring dozens of girls for the night."

"Let him be," the second
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