Washington Post -
16 Sep 2013 22:03
At 5 a.m., my alarm erupted with its usual blend of static and pop music, the start of another day of work at the Washington Navy Yard. I was in the car at 5:15 and pulled through the gates to the base at 6:15, handing my ID card to one of the police officers at the gate as I always do. Two of them would reportedly be dead within a few hours.
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