for its bronze; when we filmed, there was a rectangle of plaque-shaped unfaded paint.
Washington managed to ferry his survivors to Manhattan on the night of August 29-30; burning campfires and a providential fog kept the British unaware. In 1999 amateur rowers repeated the trip in daylight, in five-oar boats. I rowed behind a lady violinmaker from Germany. We passed only one dead thing in the East River. “Jimmy Hoffa,” said the cameraman.




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