... Mackenzie, Saturday 11 September, nine fifteen a.m," Dave mumbled to himself as he signed in for work. "All right Macca!" shouted one of David's colleagues. "Oh not too bad Alex, how are you?" replied David. "Are you coming up to the cafe?" Asked Alex. "Yeah, yeah I'm coming now," replied David as he started to walk up the stairs. David was a fire-fighter and had been working for the NYFD (New York Fire Department) for the past ten years, he was very experienced. He had been pressured to follow in his fathers footsteps (he had also been a fire-fighter for most of his working life). David worked quite long hours to support his family and often worked extra shifts. "May I have a coffee please, with sugar and milk?" David asked the dinner lady at the counter. "Thanks," said David as the woman handed him a boiling hot cup of coffee. ...

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