The great dark vault beneath the dome of New York City's Hayden Planetarium is thick with silence. Schoolchildren who a moment ago were babbling and twitching like a flock of noisy starlings now sit jammed in their seats, motionless, their young eyes straining to see. Suddenly the ebony hemisphere above them gleams with fire: the planets, their satellites and some 4,000 stars begin marching across the heavens toward day break. The audience sucks in its breath. A child grabs the arm of the teacher next to her as she stares at the sky....
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