Brooklyn Boys
The ferry from Brooklyn to Manhattan takes twelve minutes. I rode it every Saturday for three months in 1984, and in those twelve minutes I used to think about class the way other people think about God—knowing it's there but never quite sure what to do about it. My name is Tony Costa. I was seventeen, Italian on my father's side, born in a apartment on Atlantic Avenue where four of us shared a...
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