The offer feels like a warning dressed as a gift. Months of pay, health care, and time to “transition”—if you agree to vanish on schedule. Some call it compassion, a soft landing in a hard season. Others hear the echo of a lock turning. The White House calls it fiscal prudence. Unions call it a bloodl… Continues…
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