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Save the date: 1958
Fifty years ago, Baltimore was a grimy, rowdy, unpretentious town of rolled-up sleeves and red-hot steel, a warren of row homes and warehouses, a place where a man could walk into a bar on Greenmount Avenue and gab with a Colts player over a cold Natty Boh.
By Mike Klingaman | firstname.lastname@example.org
December 21, 2008