The grand central atrium of the Marina Bay Sands convention hall was a dazzling sea of glass, steel, and architectural ambition. Beneath soaring skylights, hundreds of delegates gathered around exhibition booths, sipping champagne and discussing mega-projects from across the globe. Near the central VIP pavilion, Arthur Vance and Julian Thorne stood holding flutes of Dom Pérignon, surrounded by half a dozen wealthy private equity investors from Hong Kong and Tokyo.…
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