Prologue: The day began like every other.

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  • Dedicated to To those working at the Twin Towers on this fateful day 10 years ago. You will n
                                    

Prologue: 

            The day began like every other. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The sky was as clear as the New York City sky could ever be. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and taxis honked continuously. People walked through the jammed sidewalks, heading to work. The line at the coffee shop was out the door, and the customers were swearing under their breath. Tall sky-scrapers loomed over their heads, casting dodgy shadows everywhere.

            A family of four chattered about seeing their relatives who were flying in that day. Just down the hall from their apartment, a young woman kissed her boyfriend of two years goodbye and wished him “good luck” at his first day of work before heading to her own office. A floor above them, a man stormed out of his apartment, too angry to kiss his wife and baby son goodbye.

            Another man, on the corner near the World Trade Center, tucked away the picture of his daughter that he had lost four years ago to the day. A tear fell from his eye, but he headed off to the police station anyways. Working was how he got through life.

            By 8:00 A.M., almost everyone was at work or school, except for a few stragglers who woke up late or were at the back of the line at Starbucks. By 8:46 A.M., no one was outside to notice the abnormality of one plane flying slightly too low, heading straight for the North Twin Tower, until it was too late.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 11, 2011 ⏰

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