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Rhein-​​Main Airfield, 1944

The three of them stood, waiting, at dawn; pilot, cryptographer, guard, watching cloudy, dull-red fingers extend over earth.
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After a Storm

The sky is television gray today. City streets are slick and shiny; buildings drenched with soot coughed from clouds.
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