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In NYC for a minute and went to see the WTC memorial for the first time.
Massive but understated, the shock comes when you peer over the giant square hole in the ground with water pouring on in all sides and see another square hole, a deeper abyss, water continuing down somewhere out of sight.
I felt an involuntary intake of breath as I recalled the evil act of mass murder that somehow led to more righteous evil in that first decade of this century.
And I recalled my complicity in it.
PS FWIW, this is the piece I was asked to write about that day for the NYT magazine, one of the greatest honors of my career.
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