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There is plenty to investigate. Early in the play, we learn that mental patients wander around the town's hospital on their own, reeking of vodka and filth. Charity cases are left to die. The town cop is a chronic alcoholic who terrorizes the populace. The postmaster opens all the mail and pockets the letters that amuse him. As for the mayor, he is an embezzler who never forgets a good bribe...
...fundamental prerequisite for sustained, flourishing productivity, "the even flow of daily life made easy and noiseless," is a luxury the vast majority cannot afford. For mothers whose lives are "distraction, not meditation... interruption, not continuity' spasmodic, not constant toil," the long peaceful hours when the mind can rove and wander, and the writer can then bring his mind's meanderings to paper, those hours simply do not exist. For the poor, the illiterate, the hungry, or even those who, though not poor, must work five days a week for a living, the fulfillment of a literary genius would almost certainly...
...athletic, or sexual, depending on what will work best. If you didn't get the single, make sure you get your roommate to agree to switch at some equitable point. Afterwards, go to a bank and open a checking account. Look for a bank that offers free checking. Then, wander around the Yard, and get hopelessly lost at least once...
...chief boon for the companies has been higher productivity. Staffers are still close enough to Manhattan to run in for a Broadway play but are spared the drudgery of daily commuting. They no longer wander in late because of railroad tie-ups, and they tend to stay to clean up the day's work rather than flee at the stroke of 5 p.m. to catch the next train. Some firms have even been able to lengthen their formal work week. The Olin Corp., whose 1969 move from Manhattan to Stamford led off the exodus to Fairfield County...
Last week New York was in its mellow and hazy high summer. Jugglers performed in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. From its steps, an impromptu amphitheater, crowds consuming hot dogs and lemonade could watch the street circus, then wander into the museum's cool caverns to savor a Rembrandt and hieroglyphics. All up and down Manhattan, street musicians played-saxophones, cellos, violins, steel drums. On Park Avenue between 51st and 52nd Streets, across from the Manufacturers Hanover Trust building, a brass quintet called the Waldo Park Players blew tunes ranging from the Beatles to Mendelssohn. One night...