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... t were daylight. On every street of Atlantic City, people could be seen staggering, drunk with bottles in hand, while others pushed carts full of all sorts of liquor, each person's face bearing the madness of drinking to their heart's content while they still could.
At Block Tavern, the place was packed. In front of everyone sat an assortment of drinks.
Today, the tavern was Atlantic City's leading melody, with brothels and casinos making way for it.
Two muscular men were ...
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