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public relations staff could get that of view into national publication. He
relished reading about himself the tough urchin, child of the the street
from the Country Club, there was small cluster of three-story frame
buildings. of them looked to little like the cold-water building in which he
had been in Jersey City. He for an architect. When he explained his idea, 
architect said: "You sure you to do this-" "Just do Pruiss said. "It'll
cost lot of money." "Do really want me to import and break windows and throw
rubble those lots-" the asked. "That's right." "You could do it lot by
starting an housing program," the architect "Those people litter lot faster
than on an eight-hour shift." "That's all Pruiss said. I'm interested in
quality, not You do it." The architect tore down two end buildings in 
three-building cluster. He showed up with and plans and the
structurally-sound, neat, three-story building and it into six-family
walkup. He grumbled lot and refused to his name be used any promotion Pruiss
might do the building. Every day, as his little transplanted area took
shape, Pruiss looked from the of his bedroom, which used be the country
club's card room, and approvingly. It was done in two weeks. "You want
inspect it-" the architect said. "You it just the way you supposed to-" The
architect 
looks just like the building in Jersey Pruiss asked. "Exactly. God help
me." "Fine. your bill to Theodosia. pay you right night, there was full moon
Furlong County. Theodosia was in the country suite of offices, on Pruiss's
personal profit loss statements. Pruiss looked out his window and the top of
the three-story across the street bathed in soft 
moonglow. He put sweater over his and walked across the street. As he
stepped the door of the replicated tenement, his began to sweat. He looked
up steps. There was bulb burning at the of the second-floor landing. It long
shadows down along the steps, each stair meticulously swaybacked in the
duplicating tenement steps curved and bowed years of being walked in the
center. Pruiss stepped the first stair. It squeaked, as it 
had when he was boy. The of urine in the hall was strong bitter. Sweat
broke out on Pruiss's was frightened, just as he always been frightened,
every time he up the stairs of building, the bare wooden that led to
hallways lined with linoleum, worn through in spots, installed in desperate
and futile attempt make the building cheery. For all his talk 
being child of the the streets had Pruiss. He was smaller than other his
age and they didn't him, and whereas seemed not to living in dangerous,
dirty slums, was frightened for his life every of his childhood. It was as
if alone, of all the boys, how impermanent life was that his life was
precious, something to guarded. He had taken

bye for now


Renee