Molly Crabapple's dystopian fictional take on The Great New York Stock Exchange of July, 2015


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This is delicious. I loved it


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“Abandon ship, God damn it! Every man for himself!”
Fadeout to Mambo music.


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This is by far the best thing I’ve ever read in The Guardian.


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I don’t know what rumba panties are, but that was some damn fine writing.


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That woman really knows how to finish.


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