Beyond all of the Missing Persons photos online and all over the city, one of the main things I remember was a t-shirt stand selling memorabilia. A t-shirt stand that sold low-end t-shirts that (beyond the ghetto-fabulousness of them) caught my eye. A t-shirt stand that was just a simple card table set up along all the dust and rubble, about 3 blocks from Ground Zero, and close to my then office. It stood out among the rest. Continue reading
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Images replay in my head like a record that skips when it wants because you accidently scratched it when your daddy said not to touch it. Things come to me forewarned and on constant repeat like that as if it’s … Continue reading