I ignored the grand monuments to money towering over the waterfront, focusing only on that special monument to liberty in the harbor.
As we approached, the great monuments to trade, giant cranes on the docks, began to overshadow Lady Liberty.
Along with 50 others I hid in that symbol of modern commerce, an empty shipping container, and was carried through the air to be deposited on those wondrous shores.
A sign of betrayal, our container was opened far too soon.
Men with the symbols of power escorted us out, the land of freedom just visible beyond the barbed wire.
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