His green raincoat pulled tight against the wet morning cold, Antonio Ciccarello, a Midtown Manhattan porter known as Tony, trudged through the Lower East Side on his way to work near Times Square. Out of nowhere, Mr. Ciccarello felt a blow to the back, his daughter Mary Paloglou said, recalling the story she had heard through the years. He hurried from the attacker toward an uptown train, but the pain spread fast. He touched the throbbing spot...
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