They seem to be part of the subways of New York City, walking meekly up and down the cars, handing out pens and key chains, along with frayed business-size cards that read I AM DEAF. Then they scurry back, ricocheting from post to post as they silently gather up their cards and wares, their cocked heads appealing for riders to buy the pitiful $1 trinkets. Most people ignore them.
However, four of these vendors ventured nervously into a police precinct at 4 a.m. on July 19 with a three-page letter that hinted at the silent netherworld they inhabited. Following them to...
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