John Schuyler Moore
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1896 New York City
At night, the Street was foggy and smokey in that district. Workers were packing heavy cargo at the docks, cursing, from the bars quarrelling could be heard. The loud noises came from the brothel. After paying, John walked out of the local brothel, adjusting his hat and long coat. And started his walk in the night. He didn’t want to take the carriage.