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There is a certain place where dumb-waiters boom, doors slam, dishes crash; every window is a mother’s mouth bidding the street shut up, go skate somewhere else, come home. My voice is the loudest. […
June 1, 1918
Jewish music is the face of a frozen sphinx which, after the millennium of its antiquity, is still only on the path to discovering its secret, is only now waking to life…
It is the duty of all Jews in New York and the vicinity to come to the People’s Theater on Thanksgiving—matinee and evening—as well as every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to…
Karle:Who is coming? What do I hear! God Almighty![Markwitz standing in the door.]Markwitz, tall, thin appearance. Threadbare elegance of the nineties. He is, without a doubt, a…