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The G.O.P Comes to Town. Town says…

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09/16/2004

2 Penn Plz, New York, NY

Neighborhood: Manhattan

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A protestor on 7th Avenue holds a black "W" death pig.
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This pro-Bush demonstrator standing on the corner of 33rd and 7th Avenue shouted, "You traitors don’t love your country." Wave after wave of protestors shouted him down; he withdrew after an hour.
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A group of 20 or so Republicans stood behind a police barricade near Madison Square Garden and taunted passing protestors. The man in the wife-beater t-shirt made a point of trying to buy a female protestors vote. I think he was trying to shame her. She walked away with his $10.
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A tremendously sweet lady, she rested on a bench in Union Square prior to the march. She said she’d come up on a bus earlier that morning from North Carolina.
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Members of a group called "Black Bloc" set fire to a float just North of the intersection of 33rd Street and 7th Avenue at approximately 3:15 pm. I knew something was up when young men and women lifted handkerchiefs over their faces and started running.
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…and she looks it.
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This anti-war brawler sparred verbally with a pro-Bush group.
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Between a quarter and a half million people marched.
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He was shouting, "Go back to your trailor homes." Even his girlfriend cringed.
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