The Race to Topple Bloomberg

In the twilight you probably would have missed him.  In late 2012, at about 6:30 every weekday evening, a slight, compact bald man in his 50s would emerge from the shadow of the tower on Manhattan’s East Side that houses Bloomberg LP, the world’s largest financial data provider.  Dressed in triathlon gear, he’d perform some short stretches, then slip quietly away into the streets leading west.  It was an unassuming afterwork routine for a man faced with a difficult task.

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