The four water taxi women resembled each other -- not in the details of their faces or in their coloring -- one was Asian, one was Black, one was Latinx and one was Celtic -- but in their collective aura of athletic prowess.

They looked up simultaneously, as Clara stepped onto the dock. "I want to go to Thecity", she said.

"You are in luck," the water taxi women said together, as if it was the chorus of a song. "We only go to Thecity and back again."