Two days after the triumphant shareholder plenary at The Plaza Hotel, the eighty-third floor executive study of One Vanderbilt was filled with the quiet, golden light of a crisp December afternoon. Outside, the snow that had blanketed Central Park had ceased, leaving the city sparkling like polished crystal beneath a winter sky of flawless cornflower blue. Below, the yellow cabs on 42nd Street moved like miniature toys along the grid…
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