Outside the Chicago Maternity Center, in the sweltering slums just south of the Loop, sidewalk vendors hawk their wares: secondhand suits, used razor blades, bottles of Dr. Pryor's Jinx Removing Bath Crystals. After dark, dope pushers, prostitutes and gangs of toughs prowl the soiled asphalt. Yet, unlike cops and truant officers, center staffers are seldom molested in the neighborhood. Even the hoods greet them on their rounds.
The Chicago Maternity Center is unlike any other clinic in the U.S. Instead of taking expectant mothers to already-jammed charity wards, the center's delivery teams sally...
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