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“We were in the red last quarter.” Evan Parks frowned as he tried to balance the tip of his ballpoint pen on the shiny conference table. He was vaguely aware of the fact that the ...

Everywhere he looked there were older men in polo shirts and khakis, a few younger man in button downs and loafers too, with a rare shirt and tie floating through the crowd. The stares of a hund...

Although he would never admit it, Jonathan Jones wanted to go to Colorado badly. He loved absolutely everything about that idea: the city, the fans, the stable of quality players they were slowl...

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