I was awakened early Thursday morning with a kick to the ribs by Maury Stinklestein, the editor of The Daily Brooklyn Bugler. I was confounded as to how he found me, since I spent the night sleeping in an alley near the court.
He said he was informed of my location by a bailiff who had noticed some bum lying in a nearby doorway and who was clutching a sk…
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