On either side of the Bowery which cuts through like a drain to catch its sewage Every Man's Land a reeking march of humanity and humidity steams with the excrement of seventeen languages flung in patois from tenement windows fire escapes curbs stoops and cellars whose walls are terrible and spongy with fungi.
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