I still get a kick out of the things I find on the internet. This is the house where I lived the first four months of my life. It was in an old Italian neighborhood in Brooklyn. Three generations--7 adults and 7 children--lived there until my parents moved out. On Sundays, another 5-10 people joined in for big, noisy, bilingual family dinners. My guess is that there is just one small family living there today.
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