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THE FIFTEENTH

A large hand shakes me awake, and I swat at it ineffectually, mumbling incoherently. I hear Taylor's laugh. "Come on, sleepyhead. It's after eight." Shit! I am supposed to be on the train in an hour. I sit up, stretch, and look at Taylor through bleary eyes. He is already dressed in a sharp suit, an...

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