It was one of those days you remember exactly where you were. It was quiet on the quad that morning, and I strolled my usual, slow pace. It was a walk of ignorance. Where were you?
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Remembering September 11: A Reflection
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It was one of those days you remember exactly where you were. It was quiet on the quad that morning, and I strolled my usual, slow pace. It was a walk of ignorance. Where were you?