The Starlight Surgeon
I The night Dr. Tommy Callahan first saw the polio wards of Manhattan's Lower East Side, he was still wearing his father's white coat. It hung on his narrow frame like a costume, the shoulders too broad, the fabric too heavy, the pockets still carrying the faint scent of tobacco and liniment that had belonged to Patrick Callahan, a man who had stitched wounds with one hand and held shot glasses...
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