“I know what you mean. That was in, let’s see.…” The man had taken Lindsey’s bill but had not bothered to return any change. Lindsey waited.
“This building went up in ’88. This place was a vacant lot in between, you know? Part of the time it was just boarded up, part of the time they let kids play ball here. For a while they had a parking lot here. I worked here all the time. I used to stand on the street hawking papers, you know, like the old-time newsboys. I guess you could say I’m the last of the old-time newsboys.”
He picked up a heavy weight that held down a stack of newspapers. Lindsey didn’t see why he needed it here in the lobby, but it must have been good outside when the wind blew.
“They tore down the old place in,” a faraway look came into the old man’s eyes, “in ’72. That’s
