The Barclays Center fills out, and the Atlantic-Pacific subway station loses an ocean. Despite the reality of its shabby makeover, whispering the station's name still gave you a Woodie Guthrie feeling of national pride. Now, instead of wheeling gulls, fishing trawlers, & the spread of continent and seas, you dream only of bankers, real estate, and concrete.
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"you dream only of bankers, real estate, and concrete." Ugh, bad dreams in the future!
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