ON THE PROWL... that was Johnny Wells, a child of the gutters, a product of the slum tenements. A good-looking boy who was part man, part animal and 100% good in a girl’s arms. And that was Johnny’s kick. His other buddies, the hungry ones who roamed Manhattan’s Juvenile Jungle, had their ways of making the scene — Ricky who fished guys at the pool table; Beans, who stole and fenced the goo...