The Civic Paradox
The roar of 1920s New York was a symphony of ambition, played on saxophones and gasoline engines. Julian sat in his roadster, a sleek, silver dart of a machine that screamed of the new age. Julian was a man of the Law—not just by profession, but by religion. To him, the world was a series of codes, and the most sacred of all was the right to property. When he discovered the first scratch on his...
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