String

It was once a common enough prank on New York's Lower East Side for two boys to suspend a string across a street, just high enough to go unnoticed by passers-by, and just low enough to knock off their hats as they passed under it.

I passed under such a string this week: walking toward the neighbor's bay window, I observed him standing before it, learning; and, crossing the street, I found our upstairs neighbor standing with his Gemara at his own window. A string of learning is strung across our street.