In the heart of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, the relentless hum of industry echoed through the air. Within the confines of a dimly lit office adorned with maps and blueprints, Poul and Jonathan hunched over a table, deeply engrossed in conversation about the intriguing proposition Caroline Dupont had laid before them.
"Regarding the metro station, has it been confirmed that New York's Board of Transportation is seeking a solution for the gridlock plaguing their streets?" Poul inquired, his eyes reflecting the intensity of his thoughts.
Jonathan ran a weary hand through his disheveled hair, his voice laden with fatigue from his tireless efforts. "I had to contact Caroline twice to make sure, but she's adamant: they're desperate for a proposal, and architects and engineers are already jockeying to submit their bids."
