The day they pulled the plug

By C.M. Wurzelbacher '12

He ducked down behind the wall and ā€” schlaaah-p! ā€” pulled the plug. In my imagination, it was a giant red cork attached to a metal string that popped like a wine bottle. In reality, Iā€™m sure it was something less colorful ā€” like a lever or a wheel.

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