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I was coming out of the 6 train on Spring Street in NYC, where I noticed a fire of some sort downtown. I took the train up to my job at 32nd and Lexington where the building had a straight shot of the twin towers. By the time I got into the office everyone was watching the internet and the Bloomberg TV as they had said a plane had hit a tower. We could see it in flames from my boss's office. Then we watched on TV later on as the towers fell, and lifting our heads up we saw it go down in real life.
My coworkers girlfriend worked for Cantor Fitzgerald. They had had a quickie in the morning and were subsequently late to work which saved her life. However as she was getting into the office the tower was on fire and people were jumping, she saw a few people land on the pavement. The experience ruined their relationship and she subsequently moved away from NYC. I later had to walk from 32nd street to the Brooklyn Bridge and then back to my place near Prospect Park in Brooklyn. It was supposed to be my first day in grad school.
Ughhh...........ok.