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In those days, cheap apartments were almost impossible to find in Manhattan, so I had to move to Brooklyn. This was 1947 and one of the pleasant features of that summer, which I so vividly remember, was the weather, which was sunny and mild flower fragrant, almost a ziff. The days have been arrested in a seemingly perpetual springtime. I was grateful for that, if nothing else, since my youth, I felt, was at its lowest ebb. At 22 struggling to become some kind of writer, I found that the creative heat, which 18 had nearly consumed me with its gorgeous, relentless flame, had flickered out toe a dim pilot light registering little more than a token glow. It was not that I no longer wanted to write. I still yearn to produce that novel, which had been for so long captive in my brain. It was only that, having written down the first few fine paragraphs, I could not produce any others. To make matters worse, I was out of a job, had very little money and was self exiled to Flatbush