I couldn’t help but stare at the view of the harbor spread below me. How magnificent! More than that, I knew few had had this view in over a decade.
I tried to look straight down to try and find the two enormous footprints in the plaza, but they were hidden from my angle. Just as well, I would rather see them from close up.
Out in the harbor Lady Liberty was welcoming all to our shores. It is just us humans who want to bar those seeking refuge.
In my new office I felt the ghosts of the past.
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I can’t look at that picture and not think of the World Trade Center. My first story idea was much darker, but I thought this more appropriate.