VVRG → VTSH
Slide into the left seat while the dock crew wedges three crates of razor-sharp marine salvage torches hard against the bulkhead, behind a pair of sweating pearl brokers clutching briefcases of uncertificated black pearls. Keep the skids dead-level over the Gulf of Thailand tonight, because if these unstable cutting gases shift by a single inch, our buyers turn into shrapnel.
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