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The morning started like any other morning. Ray woke up, made coffee in the pot that had a crack in the handle, ate toast without butter because butter was three dollars a stick at the A&P, and looked out the window at the street.
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The Silent Audit
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The Counting Machine
Tommy Kowalski worked the night shift at the Chrysler plant in Hamtramck, and every night he...