On a stifling night in the summer of 1977, with New York already rattled by a string of seemingly random shootings, Stacy Robin Moskowitz, a white 20-year-old woman from Brooklyn, New York, climbed into a car with Robert Violante for what was supposed to be the start of something ordinary: a first date, a movie, and a drive that ended along the water in Bath Beach.
They lingered in the parked car, trying to borrow a few quiet minutes from a city that felt anything but quiet. Somewhere ne
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