[…]and the pillar of smoke which had recently begun to dissipate, as many of the fires amidships had been smothered by the onrushing water, was replaced by a vast mushroom cloud of steam, smoke, flame, and debris as the magazines detonated. In the pall of this apocalyptic destruction, the U.S. fleet takes stock.

These pulleys […] placed collaterally.

No one much likes it when something—an empty cab, an out-of-service subway train, summer—goes by without stopping.

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