Word: sidewalkers
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...Competition is hell." This largest single fact in the grim little world of a shoeshine boy came from a youngster of eleven, a veteran of four years on the sidewalk. George sat glumly in front of Briggs and Briggs on an ancient, beaten kit box. "All the shoe stores grab everybody. Some Saturdays I ain't had anybody...
...nudged his mangled kit with a sneaker toe. "Mostly we just stand around and wait," he shrugged. "I gotta do it." A street light blazed and George leaned wearily against the wall. "It isn't much fun," he whispered and stared very hard at the brick patterns of the sidewalk. I left, quietly...
Anxious to prove a good host, Saigon had gone all out to make an impression on the delegates to the annual meeting of the 21-nation Colombo Plan, the British-fostered scheme designed to help the backward nations of Southeast Asia. New paint gleamed everywhere. Old buildings and the sidewalks before them were scrubbed as clean as any in Amsterdam. Mayor Nguyen Phu Hai had sternly forbidden his citizens to spit in public or walk even partially naked in the streets. Energetic President Ngo Dinh Diem's capital had come a long way from the fear and misery...
...uninspired were New York Republican leaders over mayoralty chances that contributions which should have gone to the city campaign went instead to the G.O.P. state and national committees. Unable to afford TV saturation of New York's 2,400,000 voters, Christenberry has contented himself with strained sidewalk handshakes and alliterative speeches. (Wagner, he said last week, was a "municipal Milquetoast" of "dynamic indecision, vigorous vacillation and intrepid inertia.") He has failed to make an issue out of crime, juvenile delinquency, or any other of the problems that vex New Yorkers: e.g., corruption charges against two Democratic city councilmen...
...soothe his compatriot: "Go home. Come on, don't be mulish.'' Before the old Arab had finished his plea, Private Geronimo's Tommy gun stuttered in reply, and the old man "collapsed softly, muttering to himself unintelligibly while his blood flowed down from the sidewalk to the cobbles of the street." As the red stain spread, the jeep sped away...