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... imagined there would be a massive blackout suddenly sweeping across the entire city, without any warning, just as they were about to declare bankruptcy and leave.

Then all of sudden, many businessmen showed up at their stores with trucks, discussing generator purchases.

At the city hall in the center of the city, the mayor was meeting with some city officials and businessmen, including Lynch.

"We need to ensure the city's operations are not affected by this strike. I nee ...

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