The salt wind whipping off Upper New York Bay was bitter and cold as Elena's armored Maybach pulled onto the tarmac of Red Hook Container Terminal Berth 7. Before the towering orange gantry cranes, over three hundred burly longshoremen in high-visibility vests, hard hats, and heavy work boots stood gathered around a makeshift wooden platform. Two hundred forty-foot refrigerated containers sat idle on the tarmac, their diesel generators humming quietly.…
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