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![]() "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" After seeing the use of the Statue of Liberty in the Belmont logo, I immediately thought of this part of the sonnet in the context of the horse racing fan. Tempest-tost, indeed. |
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