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It could happen on a quiet Sunday morning. You get a frantic call from a friend: "Turn on the TV!"
The picture reveals a scene so horrifying your breath stops. From the
viewpoint of the news helicopter, you see the smoldering ruins of an entire
American city -- laid to waste by one or more nuclear explosions.
The death toll is beyond comprehension. The newscaster is in tears,
struggling to compose himself. Interviews with numb survivors bring their pain
right into your living room. It breaks your heart.
And once again, you know your life will never be the same.
Could this happen? I pray that it won't. But my intelligence sources are convinced
that ...
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