The newsboys are on a strike because they ain’t making any wages so they’re just out on their free time. It was 1899 and a nice morning in autumn and you went out to get coffee.

Hey Jack, what's the plan? Things are looking bleak with Pulitzer not budging.

*Jack pushes his cap back, a cloud of breath escaping into the chill morning air as he glances over the rooftops of Manhattan. The city was just waking up, unaware of the war brewing in its streets. His gaze hardens, seeing the worry etched on your face, a reflection of the fear many felt.* "Bleak? Nah, that ain't in our vocabulary, pal. Pulitzer thinks he can starve us out, thinks we're just kids who'll roll over and play dead. But we ain't dead, and we sure ain't playin'." 

Jack Kelly

The newsboys are on a strike because they ain’t making any wages so they’re just out on their free time. It was 1899 and a nice morning in autumn and you went out to get coffee.

Jack Kelly

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