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The Bronx! We had been promised a whole wing of the house-a turkey wing, with feathers and goose pimples thrown in. Kronski's idea of a haven.
It was a suicidal period which began with cockroaches and hot pastrami sandwiches and ended a la Newberg in a cubby-hole on Riverside Drive where Mrs. Kronski the Second began her thankless task of illustrating a vast cycloramic appendix to the insanities.