Good Lord, I've never been happier to see a post here than yours. It's cleared up a lifelong mysterious memory. I was afraid I'd go to my grave without ever finding out.
Somewhere around 1960, give or take a few years, I was with my parents downtown. I was somewhere around ten years old. I've had this vivid memory of going down the stairs at this very location under the el tracks: as we we
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