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If you were looking for a real ghetto dump, you couldnt beat The Stratford Arms. There was Askia Ben Kenobi throwing karate chops upstairs, Petey Darden making booze downstairs, and Mrs. Brown grieving for Jack Johnson, whod died for the third time in a monthand not a rent payer in the bunch. Still, when Paul Williams and the Action Group got the Arms for one dollar, they thought they had it made. But when their friend Chris was arrested for stealing stereos and Deans dog started biting fire hydrants and Gloria started kissing, being a landlord turned out to be a lot more work than being a kid.
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About the Author
Walter Dean Myers lives in Jersey City, New Jersey.