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Tiles Across America in Greenwich Village across from St. Vincent Hospital. |
I was on strike.
Picketing at 580 Booth.
Someone came up and told me
that a plane had hit the WTC.
My first image was
of a Cessna lost in the fog.
That's all my brain could accept.
A plane lost in the fog.
Later, one of the concierge
at the loading dock told me
that a plane hit the Pentagon.
I corrected him and
told him it was the WTC.
After the third report of
planes hitting buildings
I went across the street to a coffee shop
where everyone inside was
oblivious to what was going on.
The sports channel was playing
on the corner TV showing the
highlights of the night before
I asked the girl at the counter
to switch over to the news network.
That's when the world changed for me.
— Mark Butkus
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