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               doesn’t trust or get along with whom in a company, take out a
               tape measure.
                   But not everyone suffers from the negative effects of space
               and distance. Some people use it as a powerful influence
               lever. And when it comes to exploiting the use of space as a
               means of fostering vital behaviors, Delancey Street once again
               sets the standard. Dr. Silbert’s goal, remember, is to foster two
               vital behaviors. She wants residents to be responsible for oth-
               ers rather than just themselves, and she wants to ensure that
               everyone confronts everyone with whom they have concerns.
               But how? These are people who are just as likely to punch each
               other out as anything else.
                   The first thing Silbert does is to stack previously mortal ene-
               mies on top of one another. She takes three guys—one new
               resident who’s a card-carrying member of the Mexican Mafia,
               another who six months earlier was a Crip, and another
               who just a year ago was a leader in the Aryan Brotherhood—
               and makes them roommates. Nine such diverse folks will
               share a dorm. Someone from another background will be the
               crew boss. Perhaps a member of yet another race will be the
               minyan leader. It’s like international spaghetti with every pos-
               sible politically incorrect grouping tossed into the mix, and
               then they’re asked to help and confront each other—in healthy
               ways.
                   We (the authors) watched the effects of placing former ene-
               mies in close proximity while eating in Delancey’s restaurant.
               A fairly new employee named Kurt—a white man embroidered
               with tattoos from neck to fingertips—dropped a plate that
               smashed to pieces. Kurt had been at Delancey for just a cou-
               ple of months and had been given the simple assignment of
               busing tables. Apparently he hadn’t mastered the job yet.
                   And why should he? Kurt had come from a high-crime,
               largely black area of Richmond, California, where he had
               been schooled since age six in the hateful propaganda of the
               white-gang culture, not the restaurant business. He had been
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