[A slick conference room on a high floor — shiny table, nice leather chairs, oak paneling and sideboards, floor-length windows, city view. J.D. VANCE, in a blue suit with a white shirt and red tie, sits in one of the chairs, hands folded in his lap, gazing into space, swinging his legs. A door opens and VANCE gets up. WILBUR “GIZMO” FLUTCHINS, the campa…
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