Philadelphia streets were never silent. Gang wars on corners, screeching cars on avenues, and squealing steel trolley tires on tracks kept you alert for the next confrontation. The playgrounds were sometimes silent. These were sanctuaries where you confronted your deepest memories; places packed with people, but were virtually empty on late summer mid-days. Streets that were made habitable again by the actions of a few good men.
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