Blood and Roses
· Alessia DeLuca & Production Syndicate · 5 min read
At noon on Monday, a crisp autumn sun illuminated the vast expanse of the Brooklyn waterfront at Pier 42 and the Red Hook maritime terminals. The smell of salty ocean air, engine diesel, and roasting coffee beans from nearby roasteries hung in the brisk breeze. Banked along the deep-water piers were four massive container ships flying international flags, their cranes swinging cargo containers from ship to shore in a steady,…
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