The Last Prohibition

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New York in 1925 was a city that had learned to laugh while it was crying. The streets were full of music—jazz pouring out of basement bars on 52nd Street, ragtime drifting from pianos in Harlem apartments, the clatter of cab horses on cobblestone that sounded almost rhythmic if you listened hard enough. The city never stopped moving, and if you stopped moving, you fell behind, and if you fell...

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