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Perils of the Hudson: A River Runs Through Us

As a I look out my living room windows in the Washington Heights area of Manhattan, all I see is a beautiful, peaceful patch of the Hudson River, framed by the green of the Palisades, the line of cliffs on the New Jersey side. It's what sold me on the apartment almost 10 years ago when I bought it (and it was affordable), and it is what I wake up to most days. I wanted a refuge from the assault on the senses that is life in New York City. Much of that life is good, but much of it is also a hassle. I wanted a bubble protecting me from the stress and unpleasantness outside. ...

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