And as the dawn broke over the Hudson...

so did her keen ability to SEE that which had been hidden for SO long...
It was as if a LIGHT had, literally, been turned on in a VERY DARK room...
and there, in the distance...
 was the 'LADY'...
The Statue of Liberty...
in all of her spleniforous glory...
gleaming, even as chips fell off of her head and shoulders...
even as chips fell off of HER SHOULDERS...
the indelible chips of indignation...
for things not yet resolved...

Far be it from the 'one who cries WOLF' to veritably SIT in TRUTH...
for he hath forsaken the authenticity of collaborative minutia...
for greener pastures....

And the boats were leaving...
headed for the FISH markets on FULTON STREET...
and they were piled high with raw, HUDSON-fed , hunks of debarred, Gefilte Fish...
and the vagabond on the 'other side' held a HUGE VAT of horse radish...
in the event that the tourists would request accoutrement...

and hurried WALL STREETERS ran toward the MARKETPLACE...
in order to ""catch"" the DOW before it awakened FULLY...
in order to perpetuate the illusion of 'control'...

and the CAPTAINS of BOATs and INDUSTRY...
bid one another a SHABBAT SHALOM....