by A tribute in Tompkins Square Park, without a name. I passed this by every day while feeding my friend’s cats in the East Village. It’s so sad to see such a young face in one of these tributes. It was also sad to watch as the roses wilted away.
Stacy Horn
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.
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