Peter Hechler’s daily commute involves a languorous boat ride through an emerald green lagoon. Iguanas sun themselves in the mangroves along the banks of the water; blue herons stretch their wings and call out their version of a song. But on a recent Monday morning, Hechler keeps his senses attuned for other phenomena: hard-hatted workers, jackhammers, the sound of steel clanging. Even in paradise, Monday morning brings new urgency.

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