The Night the Grown-ups Died

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The Night the Grown-ups Died ACT I The rain came down over New York like a curtain of needles, sharp and cold and smelling of wet asphalt and exhaust. Mike Callahan stood in the doorway of his apartment on Mott Street, watching it consume the city street by street, building by building, as if the world were being erased. He had not slept in three days. On the table behind him lay the last...

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