It was late on a Sunday afternoon, an unusual time for these kinds of things. The prior week had been utter chaos, and everything which had been tried up until that day seemed like firing a water pistol at a million-acre forest fire. No matter what number had been thrown around, or in whichever capacity, there was no stopping the inferno.
Rather than think outside the box, for once, those assembled at the Federal Reserve’s hastily arranged conference began speaking to one another in Japanese. Not literally, of course, and certainly not for the first time. The sixth, in fact.
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