he kept on roaming aimlessly , not stopping much in a any place, for fear of being recognized, again many hours had passed and again he was hungry,, the night descended and he would soon have to decide either to spend the night in the shedlike other destitutes or on a bench on the roadside, when the herald reporter waving a twenty dollar bill asked him to answer her questions or lead her to the shed, she was writing an article
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