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In the mines, a cave-in; in the factories, a horrible accident. On the highways of America, a twelve-car pileup. In the streets of the city, children play with guns, but we all know that. Farmers, overcome by fumes, fall into the manure pit and drown. Celibate priests gag on their own backed-up semen; women die in childbirth. Commuters in the Holland Tunnel are asphyxiated by exhaust. Let's say the world, with nothing left to dream about, awaits the Cataclysm.
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location: New York City
date: 1990
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