Judge — October 4, 1930 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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Southern Exposure te latest remodeling venture in town (tho you won't hear about it from real-estate dealers) is over at 12th Ave. and 47th St., on the site of a city junk heap—in short, altho re modeled in a sense, it is still a city junk heap. It's become a squatters’ paradise for the unemployed who can no longer pay rent. A hardy little group of them, all male, some white, some col- ored, have settled down in the most amazing hand-made houses, built of soap-boxes, seraps of old tin and zinc, straw, and whatever else the dump has yielded. No one house is much bigger than a soap-box, either, and in one of these houses will dwell three, four or five young fellows, unkempt, out of a job, and happy. They're all happy. They stroll down to the river of an evening to bathe and do their laundry, whistling and singing, and th you into their homes with r fashioned Southern hospitality. bow 1 old- The SeNELS TH / “WE PowT OF BALL AND CHAINERY! WHY-SOMETINES IM “TEMPEED To SAY To A WOMAN —" Howl JUCHCAN LANE OA MY WATCH AND AATF LE Tite CHRISTMAS 7° IG colony has no name—Dumpville-on- Hudson will do, I suppose. It's not a bad life, it really isn’t. There is a brave spirit pervading it, and one house even flies an American flag on the end of a broomstick — a very shabby on but flying witht: best of them- touch that is all the more effec- tive because of the size of the house. If any of your friend missing, you inight search for them there. May- be some of the Wall St. boys have taken ref- uge in (instead of on top) one of the soap-boxes. ea Hihatrocity ELL, sir, Paris would do it! The ball and chain formerly worn by the man is now worn by the woman, who seems to have gone in for exotic jew- elry which weighs enough for a horse to support. A string of beads, they tell me, comes to about five pounds, while a sock from a two-pound bracelet would lay you 21 Fay SPEAONG THE EVENING B CUTTING IN” ON A £ CIGAR! flatter than Jimmy McLarnin planted ger. They also go in for extremely ay colors, while neckl. are worn hanging down the back instead of the front and are festooned in all manner of designs about the shoulders. Imag ine the impact when you run into dance floor and spend the next few wecks picking beads out of your back! someone on Remote Control (Te have finally fixed it so you can turn the radio off from your bed- "THOSTESSES G BREAK * |AWE ICE AT OVERS PRIVAE PARTIES! which is one step towards hu- manizing the world. You go to bed for a quict read, and one of your fam- ily starts the thing going. Presto! you reach out, throw the switch, and the thing is off! (By attaching a lock and key to the switch, you are as sured continued quiet.) How to turn off radios next door is something else, and I wish the elegant gents who worked out this turn their brilliant problem. (Continued on page 31) device would minds to that comicbooks.com.