Sunday, September 9
The WTC Follows Me Wherever I Go It Seems
Currently, a public installation/memorial is being installed in my town for 9-11. The piece contains 2 large rusted, crunked girders from the World Trade Center in New York. When I first walked by it during the day and slowly realized what I was looking at I got completely freaked out. As I walked away from it, though I started to smile.
"Good to see you again," I thought to myself. "Funny you should retire to this seaside town with a view of the ocean, too."
I used to walk past the exact same structural supports down in Battery Park when I went to visit my friend who lived across the street. She's since died.
There's a scheduled unveiling whatever this Tuesday in the morning. I think I will make a point of walking down and checking it out. Fuck you terrorists and you too Mister President.
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On a lighter note:
Me: Knock, knock.
You: Who's there?
Me: 9-11.
You: 9-11 who?
Me: YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER FORGET!
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