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A handful of young men and women sit outside of Federal Hall with drums, guitars and a sign that says “We are still here”.
Further down you run into a lone hippy straight from the 70’s. He holds a “hire me” sign.
A few steps further as you walk into a large corporate building there is another occupier with a drum, in front of the building being asked to move. Tattoos where shirt sleeves should be, a wife beater, and inviting the security officer to remove him by force.
This is the impression your average Joe gets from the Occupy movement.
Back in the days while I was still in the Air Force reserves, NYC used to allow us to ride the train for free. I don’t know the exact...