Days bleak, bitter with winter. No heat in their building, night coming quickly, Manny’s wife stoic, kids colic, “holding money” gone with the economy. “I prowl streets.” Manny tells me. “Ghostly with all these drifts, past shut down workshops, factories. STOCKS SOAR, BANKERS OPTOMISTIC, UNEMPLOYMENT FIGURES DISAPPOINTING, HOUSES STILL FORECLOSING. Tattered newspapers flutter down the […]

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