Once, the Hudson River was crammed with pleasure boats, taking city folks to picnics and parks all summer long.
Turnpikes, tollbooths, traffic jams. Solitary people, in their solitary cars. That's our age. The age of gasoline. Picnics, pleasure boats, and people — above all people, jammed by the thousands ...
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