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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: of an unimaginable ship. Brentano's. The Holland House.
Madison Square. Why there never was anything so terrifying,
and beautiful, and palpitating, and exquisite as this Fifth
avenue in the late winter afternoon, with the sky ahead a
rosy mist, and the golden lights just beginning to spangle
the gray. At Madison Square she decided to walk. She
negotiated the 'bus steps with surprising skill for a
novice, and scurried along the perilous crossing to the
opposite side. She entered Madison Square. But why hadn't
O. Henry emphasized its beauty, instead of its squalor? It
lay, a purple pool of shadow, surrounded by the great,
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