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But there was no one else to leave it to, and in the end, when a microscopic blood vessel in Lars Nillson's brain exploded and killed him, Everett Nillson became the chairman of the board of Vanguard Industries.
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Something has caught light above where the train burns, and drips molten fire onto the furnace of smashed cars below. I have to put my hands to my ears when I pass one of the sirens, wailing away into the fog from a post by the track side.
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