Staten Island Ferry - 1996
I always get this feeling that there's something religious about crossing a river. I'm not sure why. River Hades? I was riding the Staten Island ferry back and forth without ever setting foot on Staten Island. Eventually the man and woman on the left stepped aboard and took their seats. Now I felt as if we were either in a church, or on the way to church (and I do remember that it was taken on a Sunday).
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