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"You sure this thing's calibrated, Elias?" Jenkins shouted over the engine. SELL POINT PLACEABLE V2.5.150
The sun was just beginning to crest over the rolling hills of Elmcreek when Elias hauled the rusted gates of the old Miller homestead open. For years, the valley’s farmers had been at the mercy of the distant corporate elevators—driving thirty miles just to be told the price of wheat had dropped since they left their driveways. But Elias had something they didn't: the