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Own below Washington Arch, at the end of the Avenue, lies Washington Square. It is bounded on the north by a sparse fringe of fashionables who live in mellow brick houses. It takes only a min ute to walk from the north to the south, but whether you pass the hotels — west, or choose the way past the Benedict — east, you have left New York and gone into that mythical spot called Greenwich Village. If I were asked by a dweller in one of these amiable pink abodes north What road to take to what its friends affectionately call The Village, I would be at a loss to point it out. Under scientific scrutiny.
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