The Americans
“He didn't turn but he knew they were following him. He worked his way through the crowd, the pounding in his head growing worse. He wasn't overly surprised at the unwelcome attention he was receiving. Drew had written that a certain few in every one of New York's many racial and ethnic groups were totally unwilling to better themselves by honest means. Hence every slum had its gangs. There were Irish gangs on the West Side; Chinese gangs on Mott Street; Negro gangs in enclaves along Seventh and... Eighth Avenues; Greek gangs, Polish gangs, Bohemian gangs-even a gang in the small Arabian community down near the Battery. The gangs preyed on outsiders who ventured in, and when there were no outsiders, on their own neighbors. The slums guaranteed every man the opportunity to become embittered and desperate, Drew had said in one particularly caustic letter. Will passed a saloon. From its open doorway came lusty singing, and laughter. Two elderly men stood still as statues in the entrance, smoking those ubiquitous clay pipes.MoreLess
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