The March

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The March

I. Detroit's winter was cold as a knife. Victor Kovac stood outside the iron fence of Forden Motors and watched the workers file into the factory. Their faces were gray—not because they wanted to be gray, but because Detroit's air was gray. Coal smoke and steel and rubber, all of it mixed together into a gray fog that hung over the city like a shroud. "How'd it go today?" Mickey asked. He was...

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