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Every day a few hundred Puerto Ricans can be seen at the San Juan airport waiting to get on planes for New York. There are women with babies, young people and old, some colored, some white. Suitcases and crude bundles are by their sides. There are gesticulations, the bustle of hurried farewells, some tears. Soon a roar of engines signals another departure from America’s teeming little island in the Caribbean—and another group added to the teeming sidewalks and tenements of New York City.
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