Last November a woman died in Frank Travia's Brooklyn apartment. Fearful, he locked the door, pulled down the shades. Then he set to work to hack her body into smaller pieces. As he tore loose each limb, he wrapped the mess in a neat bundle; at night a policeman caught him throwing the packages into the East River.
Last week Frank Travia was acquitted. Chemical analysis had show.n the woman's brain to be saturated with alcohol, her blood with more than enough carbon monoxide to cause her death. To the jury box, Mr....
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