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Life was good. The sun setting on a sweet summer’s day. The smell of freshly mowed lawns, the sounds of children playing. A house across the river on the Jersey side. A beautiful wife and a baby girl. The American Dream come true.But dreams have a nasty habit of going bad when you’re not looking. The sun went down with practiced bravado. Twilight crawled across the sky, laden with foreboding.I didn’t like the way the show started, but they had given me the best seat in the house: front row center.