Boston, USA, the morning of the 4th of July in front of the old State House from where the British (note the lion and the unicorn) used to rule over their colonial cousins. Nowadays the good burgers of Boston read out the declaration of independence every year, on that venerable day, from the balcony that it was originally read from in 1776. I've never heard it in full before, I must admit it's a bit boring, mainly a long winded whine about being oppressed and having to bide by rules that they didn't agree with (nothing new there!) but there are little sentences here and there that you can see must have been inspiring, even revolutionary!
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