A 24K-gold torch is the only way to light the road to freedom
Even though she's over a century old, Lady Liberty doesn't need a manicure just yet
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
- Emma Lazarus
Millions of people come to visit Lady Liberty every year