The Ferry Rope

The line threw its own loop on a morning his hands would not work. A ferry terminal at dawn, water slapping pilings, a bollard caught clean

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Part of NEW YORKERS by MLow, a painted census of New York City: 7,541 characters across 19 eras. Read the history of the places or spin into a room of the museum.