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Post by Bumlets Russo on Jun 19, 2008 14:35:09 GMT -5
(New Day))
"EXTRA EXTRA! Prices soar!" Bumlets caught a man and woman as they passed. "Extra Extra! Man found dead in harbor! Causes unknown!" That really was a headline, he managed to sell his paper to the passing couple and took a breath, looking down at his stack of papers. Well he really only had about ten left at mid-day that wasn't so bad.
He leaned against the wall, holding onto his broomstick with the hand not carrying the papers. Never leave home without it.
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Post by manhattan on Jun 19, 2008 16:22:35 GMT -5
"Extry Extry read all about it Bumlets a bum." Manhattan called as she ran past him and playfully kicked the stick he was leaning on.
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Post by Bumlets Russo on Jun 19, 2008 23:28:48 GMT -5
He glared and twirled the stick before he fell over, "Dont ya have, ya know something ta be doin'?"
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Post by manhattan on Jun 24, 2008 22:33:23 GMT -5
"Nothin bettah than spend da rest of da day glued ta your side." She smiled sweetly and lovingly at Bumlets while she grabbed his arm like he was her escort.
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 21:05:03 GMT -5
<< New Day >>
Dot went to sleep late last night so she, so she didn't wake up early enough to buy her usual 100 papes, plus she just found out that the prices went up!
Dot had decided to just wander around New York. Dot was a newsie, she became one when the newsies went on strike, and she had never really been able to make friends, one reason is because some of the Brooklyn newsies, scared her or just hated her because she was young and an girl.
Dot sat down on the curb and thought about how her life had changed from getting beaten every day at midnight to.. having a good life hawking the headlines and being free!
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Post by les on Jul 21, 2008 21:12:33 GMT -5
Les was walking around Manhattan since he couldn't buy papers. He doesn't know why the price went up, but they better win the stike.
He had been walking down Cherry Street when he saw a girl who looked a little older than him with blond hair. He decided to go talk to her.
"Hi Miss. I'm Les. What's yoah name?" Les smiled at her.
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 21:28:03 GMT -5
Dot had been playing with a rock on the street when a little boy about eight or ten approached her, and asked her what her name was.
"Hi Miss. I'm Les. What's yoah name?"
"Hi Les, I'm Dot...from Brooklyn." Dot smiled back at him.
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Post by les on Jul 21, 2008 21:31:34 GMT -5
"Hi Les, I'm Dot...from Brooklyn."
Les grinned. "I'm from Manhattan. Did you heah 'bout da strike against Pulitzah foah raisin' da prices?"
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 21:37:52 GMT -5
"I'm from Manhattan. Did you heah 'bout da strike against Pulitzah foah raisin' da prices?"
"Yeah i hoid 'bout dat.You were in it right?" asked Dot.
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Post by les on Jul 21, 2008 21:39:24 GMT -5
"Yeah i hoid 'bout dat.You were in it right?"
"Yup. It was fun. So, how's Brooklyn and Spot doin'? I haven't seen him in a while." Les smirked at the girl.
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 21:50:53 GMT -5
"Yup. It was fun. So, how's Brooklyn and Spot doin'? I haven't seen him in a while."
"Spots good, lots of girls at the lodging house now, how's 'Hattan and Jack?" asked Dot still playing with the rock.
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Post by les on Jul 21, 2008 21:53:44 GMT -5
"Spots good, lots of girls at the lodging house now, how's 'Hattan and Jack?"
Les laughed. "Spot and girls, are not a good thing ta mix." He smiled at Dot.
"Jack is very good. I haven't tawked to him in a while though. 'Hattan is also gettin' a lot of goils to. None around my ago though. I still hang around wit' Snipe and Boots."
Les poked her on the shoulder. "Do you'se wanna be friends? Oh, and, why are you playin' wit' a rock?"
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 22:01:03 GMT -5
"Spot and girls, are not a good thing ta mix."
"Yeah Spot and Girls are not a very good mix." said Dot causing her to laugh. "Well i'm a lot younger than him, Les how old are you?" asked Dot.
"Jack is very good. I haven't tawked to him in a while though. 'Hattan is also gettin' a lot of goils to. None around my ago though. I still hang around wit' Snipe and Boots."
"In Brooklyn there is a girl 'round your age, her name is Gweenie." said Dot still playing with the stupid rock.
"Do you'se wanna be friends? Oh, and, why are you playin' wit' a rock?"
"I would love to be friends with you Les." said Dot hugging him. "I don't really know why i'm playing wit da rock...I guess 'cause i'm bored." said Dot.
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Post by les on Jul 21, 2008 22:07:12 GMT -5
When she laughed, Les laughed too.
"Well i'm a lot younger than him, Les how old are you?"
"I'm a lot younger than him too. I'm 10. How old are you?"
"In Brooklyn there is a girl 'round your age, her name is Gweenie."
Les thought for a moment. "Gwennie...hm..I think I've seen her befoah, but I don't remembah."
"I would love to be friends with you Les. I don't really know why i'm playing wit da rock...I guess 'cause i'm bored."
Les hugged her back. "I finally have a goil as a friend. The only goil I really know is Lacey in Manhattan. But I haven't seen her in a while."
"How'd you become a Brooklyn newsie? I'm not tryin' ta be mean, but usually Spot picks people who can fight real good. I'm naht sayin' you can't...I just...yeah." Les blushed and looked at the ground.
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Post by dot on Jul 21, 2008 22:48:58 GMT -5
"I'm a lot younger than him too. I'm 10. How old are you?"
"I'm thirteen" said Dot, smiling at him.
Les hugged her back. "I finally have a goil as a friend. The only goil I really know is Lacey in Manhattan. But I haven't seen her in a while."
"How'd you become a Brooklyn newsie? I'm not tryin' ta be mean, but usually Spot picks people who can fight real good. I'm naht sayin' you can't...I just...yeah."
"Hmmm...how i 'came a Brooklyn newsies." said Dot talking talking to herself. "I don't really renember....I was so little."
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