Enter Katie G McAllister towing a barge from the East River.   What follows puzzled me–I admit–the first time I saw it, but it happens all the time.

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The tow slows gradually to a halt.

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The tug bears off,

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The towline goes slack.  I’m not quite sure how the uncoupling occurs, but

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it does, and the tug sidles alongside the barge,

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shifting the barge onto the hip, so to speak, and

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once all lines are secure, the tow proceeds into tighter waters, in this case, westbound on the KVK.

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When I say it happens all the time, I mean it happens frequently right in front of a certain cliff, I know.  Almost makes me think it happens there for demonstration purposes.  Some day a denizen of the cliffs may hold up placards with numbers, like 5 for form, 4.5 for expeditiousness, 5 for safety precautions, 4 for protocol, etc. ,  rating the execution of different aspects of the dance involved in remaking the tow.

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