The urologist a few doors down, Dr. Rosenthal, has been there “as long as I can remember,” Lance says.
Lance tells me he’s seen this block change “from Italian and German to gangland—crack, heroin, prostitutes—to yuppies.”
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As I leave, I see two cats perched in the window, resting on feather wands, waiting for their next customer with the same longing as their customers wait for them.
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