These are the times that try men's souls. No Revolution, but the remembrance of it disrupts the peaceful populace of every Middlesex village and farm, not to mention metropolitan Boston and, soon, the thousands of other officially designated Bicentennial Communities across the country. Patience is short, prices are high, traffic is congested; patriotic pride runs rampant. The Disney in us all has created a nationwide American Revolutionland and, at least within these borders, there is no place to hide.
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