Spring arrived in New York City with a gentle, fragrant thaw, washing away the bitter memory of winter snows. On a brilliant Saturday morning in late April, the bells of the historic St. Nicholas Russian Orthodox Cathedral in Manhattan pealed with joyous, thunderous resonance, their deep bronze chimes echoing across the blooming cherry blossoms of East 97th Street. A line of seventy black Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, and armored Maybachs stretched three…
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