Every year I make new friends and I always tell them about my September 11th story because it's so ill. From feeling like I should be screaming "Wolverines" at the top of my lungs to getting a quick reality check by seeing about 300 Bloods in Little City jumping on top of cop cars and pushing police out of their way. DAMN that was a crazy day. Luckily nobody in my family was effected by it but when I started working for the company I work for now it hit me kinda crazy because my company owned about 7 floors between the two towers and everybody I worked with knew somebody that died there. So my heart goes out to all the family that had someone leave that day.
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