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Sep 11 04: come 'round again
It has been three years now. On the radio they’re reading the names again, more than three thousand of them. I didn’t want to listen, but having turned it on I find it hard to turn away. The families have reached the letter G.
From an email I once sent to a dear friend:
One year ago right now the second tower had already fallen, a cloud that smelled like burning tinfoil was spreading through the city, and our friends were beginning to converge upon our apartment. The cloud was full of cement dust and scorched memoranda and the ashes of the dead.
I will never forget that day, which should have been so unremarkable for its beauty. Whoever you are, wherever you are, I wish you peace.