Late one afternoon last week a sleek grey taxicab purred up to the Army Building in downtown Manhattan and out of it stepped a youth named Fiore Rizzo. Out also stepped three other young men. The taxi meter registered 65¢. The four passengers had only 50¢ between them.
An Army captain obligingly paid the other 15¢. Fiore Rizzo marched into the Army Building and announced that he was ready to go to work in the woods. He was, he said, 19, single, one of a family of 13 and had been unemployed for a year. His father had not had...
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