In the darkness, a New Yorker stands up for his neighborhood: NEW YORK — Before the storm, it would have been a familiar setting here in lower Manhattan: a man behind the counter, a row of lottery tickets above him and a wall of cigarettes behind him.
On Wednesday, nothing about it was familiar. Even in daylight, the store was dark. The milk was spoiled. The electric ham slicer was not slicing ham. The slight stink of rotting lettuce was coming up from the basement.
Crippled New Jersey city is frozen in Hurricane Sandy's aftermath: HOBOKEN, N.J. — Grace Rodriguez pulled her kitchen curtain back to observe the sea of black outside. There was still some leftover warmth in her apartment from…
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