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A sick woman in a squalid rear tenement, so wretched and so pitiful that, in all the years since, I have not seen anything more appealing, determined me, within half an hour, to live on the East…
Mel:I’m not having an anxiety attack. I’m a little tense.Edna:Why don’t you take a Valium?Mel:I took one.Edna:Then take another one.Mel:I took another one. They don’t work any more. [He sits down…
And you’re dead. And you’ve not yet been covered by the ground;
Far through a thousand streets like horses galloping round,
Young and old newsboys spread, rushing about their business,
Hawking papers…