The Fireman

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Only a voice whispered from the ceiling: "One thirty-five a.m. Thursday morning, October 4th, 2052, A.D.... One forty a.m.... one fifty..."  Mr. Montag sat stiffly among the other firemen in the fire... house, heard the voice-clock mourn out the cold hour and the cold year, and shivered.  The other three glanced up.  "What's wrong, Montag?"  A radio hummed somewhere. "… War may be declared any hour. This country stands ready to defend its destiny and..."  The fire house trembled as five hundred jet-planes screamed across the black morning sky.  The firemen slumped in their coal-blue uniforms, with the look of thirty years in their blue-shaved, sharp, pink faces and their burnt-colored hair. Stacked behind them were glittering piles of auxiliary helmets. Downstairs in concrete dampness the fire monster itself slept, the silent dragon of nickel and tangerine colors, the boa-constrictor hoses, the twinkling brass.  "I'm thinking of our last job," said Mr. Montag.  "Don't," said Leahy, the fire chief.MoreLess
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