COAKLEY
Two young women, volunteers on the campaign, sat at a small table, weeping. A man who had held a Martha Coakley sign in the sleet in Wellington Circle in Medford yesterday cursed and raged with fear about the future. Others in the crowd stared grimly at their wine glasses or made their way to the doors. (Full article: 592 words)
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