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It’s just little pull gates that keep us away. That and a rope. But no matter, one can always trust the ferry will take us across.

Strength.
Also beauty.

“What’s this?” says the image-r “Depression, with hope drying it out? Potentials all trapped by slats of wood”

“Nope,” says the geo tagging engineer…
“These are the lifevests on the saloon deck of the Staten Island Ferry, JFK boat…”

Where will the R take us… To the ferry and back?