two-blocks-distant

Updated: May 6, 2025

At half past seven, six mornings in the week, a well-breakfasted procession, morning papers protruding from sack-coat pockets and toothpicks assiduous, hastens down the well-scrubbed front steps of Wasserman Avenue and turns its face toward the sun and the two-blocks-distant street-car.

Fannie Hurst - Every Soul Hath Its Song