Chapter 9

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Chapter 9 POP was no longer a "terrible example," the spieler informed Cellini Smith. While a sufficient number of bottles of drink-cure had been sold with him as the object lesson, he had refused to put liquor stains on his clothes to create a more realistic picture, so he had been fired. Cellini secured Pop's home number and left. He found the address on a street off Main. It proved to be an old tenement worthy of New York's East Side. He knocked on several doors before Pop finally appeared at the right one. The room was crowded with worm-ravaged furniture. Tallboy, dressers, table and frail chairs on one side, and on the other, two brass beds separated by a bed-sheet curtain. The aged Pop brightened. "Come in, Mr. Smith." He indicated a tall, elderly woman who dusted furniture. "My

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