By Richard Daub
This is part one in a six part series, the remaining five posts will follow every other week for the next two months.
They pass by every half-hour right outside my apartment window. The double-decker buses loaded with tourists rolling down Broadway and past our building on West 133rd before swinging a right on 131st on their way to Madame Alexander’s Doll Factory, the second biggest tourist attraction in Harlem after the Apollo Theater.
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