“I’m sorry. There's nothing on the card to indicate it, but I'm a detective. She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a more tolerable pace. "I will," answered the prisoner. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. It was the grand nursery of vice.
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