It was a cold night in New York City. The wind whipped and flowed like a waterfall filled with snow. A man walked through Central Park. He looked up at the biggest skyscraper in New York. The Soon-to-be Empire State Building. It was bright so that the workers working on the tower could see. It shined like the sun in summer. Sadly, Central Park had been transformed into a small city during the Great Depression. The name of said city was Hooverville. The man sighed as he walked past the small shanty town. He walked towards Broadway. The theater was glistening and beautiful. He walked towards backstage and went towards a room. (more…)