On a Tuesday, 18 years ago on the 11th of September a memory was planted in our brain. One that I can vividly recall, as if it had happened yesterday. The skies were clear and blue, a beautiful morning began as an average workday. Running late, missing a train during the daily commute can feel like the worst, except on that particular day it was my saving grace.
New York’s history was forever changed. Life would never be quite the same. Newspapers, magazines, television reports could not prepare me for what I’d see. Read more on BELatina.
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