A light bulb goes off: nobody’s minding the fences. First we shove them aside, one by one. Then start dragging them inside, to the center of the park — not out where somebody can just put them back up. By midnight everyone is dancing and hooting and hollering, we count down and ring in 2012 on TOP of the reclaimed NYPD barriers.
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