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THE BEAT GOES ON

TORONTO—The train screamed to a slow stop inside the Main Street station. Stepping out onto the subway platform, I cast a nervous glance at my digital: 11:58. Almost midnight I instinctively thought as I walked down the narrow ledge towards the end wall.

May 1, 1980
I.C. Lemon