The Waterbury Democrat., 1946-06-27

Dao WnO &F04uBs "AM En19 We0SneE just breathing is hard wOrlk!" {. Tenement yOungSters usinG sea-bit- ten docks as their personal diving boards The drOwsy climate slowing down the Big BuFp'S tempo from . sprint to c stroll Tenth Ave. cliff-dwellers escaping stuffy flats by laying on flre-escapes = the Poor Mans Terrace Corner wolves warming their imAginations over gal strollers wagging their charms.
 Rain jiggling on windowpaneS like liquid centipede The fngertips of night slowly pulling luminous twilight out of the heavens and replacing 1t with starry pin-points of loveliness The blind street salesman at Times Square, who peddles sun-Specs |. Dusk tinting the sky with the only definition of beauty-impos- sible to find in any dictionary |. Police cruisers in the residential districts, responding to a Signal 30 proceed quietly-one man. He is armed" The woman suicide who held a match (for the subway motorman to see)-as she put her head on the 42nd St. tracksl
 The busy-as-daytime Harlem ave- nues in the middle of the night when other New York sectors are paralyzed with silence Cows grazing in the meadow of large Brooklyn farm The string of posey marts on 4th Avenue, whisk- ing away the gas-scented air with their tangy fragrance A w. shaped formation of birds winging their way over the Broadway caco- phony like a bomber escorted by fighters SkyScrapers serving as exclamation points for the poetry of the waterfront skyline The carnival spirit of the penny-arcades.
 East Side ghetto streets bIanketed with darkness attracting oppOsites' Lovers and criminals COmely shop gals dimpling their way through conversations as they dis- culss their vacation plans The twO-bit eatery on the Bowery, which is air. conditioned =. The latest in mendicants: A whiskered gent who offers to read palms of passersby for 2 dime The outdoor boOkShOps on the East Side haunted by long haired intellectuals. You can buy secondhand masterpieces . there for a few pennies Reflections of moonlight glowing in slEyScraper windows like tiny halOS.
 The big thumb of the Empire State Bldg putting its hngerprint on 8 cloud The long tail of trafnc reaching from the city into the suburbs on Sabbath morns :. Borscht Circuit comics going to work again after wasting whole year nlemorizing the routines of headlin- CTS Sunset lighting up the stub of daylight before flicking 1t into eternity the jubdlance of sun rise clutching the baby of new day in it's rosy arms. The Keep on the Grass signs in the parks. In Chicago where the parks are for the people there are no such signs.
 New York Hospital near the East River in the latter sos, where uni- formed me to keep you from even admiring its architecture. Hmf. When neWSpapermen tried to enter to inquire about a brave policeman who was shot, they got the old thumb In Yorkville where signs scream: Send packages to Germany" And saloon is owned by a loud-mouthed ex-Bund- ist, who barks for the police when in trouble The man-and-wo- manouvers of strollers shopping for romance.
 The character on Lexington Ave- nue every ayem. He is attired in undershirt, britches rolled to knees, and bare t00tSies i'm sandals. He alleges 1t is cooler that way
 Tots romping in municipal play grounds-the knee-pants fairyland The giant planes from and to LaGuardia Airport waving at the Big City with their rcd and green lights over the midtown hotels
 Bigtown hicks picniclking near the menagerie The slap-in- the face feeling as you come into the street from the refrigerated night clubs The chalked complaint on the pavement near 59th and the Circle: "The trouble with this world is peOple!" The midnight snack of canned salmon -undt-chopped onions, mitt vinegar, pepper, zalt ulzo iced-tea mitt plenty lemon un6t lotz sugar, plizz, vaiter. Undt ulzo don't forget, plizz, bumper nickel bread The man and his wife who dine at the Cub room every sundOwn, where the host sends over q bottle of the best champagne with his compliments They send it back and order two glasses of beer! Which, ii you will be 30 kindly, oxkoOz me plizz, just gave me heluva idea.
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