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11 sic transit gloria mundi Looking hard and singing loud we rode the BMT from Flatbush Avenue to Ebbets Field going to Dodgers games My forehead peeled from bathing in the bleacher’s sun free for members of the Police Athletic League teenaged hoodlums hoping the day might yield a fight a feel a pocketbook of coins Sic transit is what I think Once bright and quick the teams and days have left for lesser places since we were young and violent the boys of summer rounding the puffed-up bases making a joyful noise ...

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