Outside a shabby, nine-story office building on Manhattan's East Twelfth Street one day last week four nattily tailored men climbed out of a taxicab, moved quickly across the sidewalk and into the grimy lobby. There they wedged themselves into the tiny elevator and rode to the eighth floor, headquarters of the Communist Party's biggest propaganda machine, the Daily Worker (circ. 9,000). At exactly 1 p.m. the four men trooped into the Worker's dingy newsrooms, identified themselves to Office Manager Dorothy Robinson as U.S. Treasury tax agents, and presented a lien of $46,049 for unpaid income taxes in 1951-53 (at the same...
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