According to my friend Nestor, before the war William Street was packed with cars heading for a night out to The Stork Club. You had to fight for a parking space. Port was the best beach on the Lake, and the summer place of Presidents, Prime Ministers and opera singers. They even held the Armistice Anniversary here! Then JFK got himself assassinated, so as payback They hanged a bunch of people on piano wires and turned us into a Ghetto. That got the parking problem solved. We say “They” when we talk about Berlin or The Leader. Can’t be too careful. They like to watch as well as listen. And if the Night Watch catch you swearing, you get lashed on the spot But we have found ways to get around that.
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