New York appeared on the horizon like a midnight mirage. We arrived on the coast of Jersey after dark, and scenes from a million movies streamed into view: the skyline by night, the full moon cresting over clouds, the statue of liberty a ghostly glow, an impossible detail in the vision before me. The freeway was elevated over the urban grid, bringing elements of the city within swimmer's range. A refinery decked like a christmas tree floated past and we were suddenly submerged into the Holland Tunnel. We reemerged on Manhattan's edge drowned in the splendour of the moment.
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