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Sep 11

The day dawned different and stayed that way. Traffic was thin and sidewalks quiet. The stock exchange didn’t open, nor the airports, the schools, Broadway. People loaded up on bottled water, batteries, canoes. The law enforcement presence was intense: men with machine guns, gunboats circling the harbor. Downtown, fires burned, smoke plumed. The odor stood. It was a city humbled and scared, where the possibilities of destruction had been recalibrated. It was Sept. 12, 2001. The day after.

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(by N.R. Kleinfeld / the New York Times)
My birthday.
Posted at 6:38am

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