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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...analyst in American Express’s Strategic Planning Group on the 38th floor of 3 World Financial Center. Our building is connected to the WTC North Tower by a covered footbridge. I go to work everyday by taking a subway to the Cortland Street stop, located underneath the WTC, then walking through the mall and through the lobby of the North Tower into my building...

Author: By Dawn Lee, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: From One of the Lucky Ones | 9/21/2001 | See Source »

Jeeps hugged the sidewalks, hordes of journalists catching the spectacle snapped photographs from behind strict police barricades and fully-armored, camouflaged National Guard troops checked identifications at all subway exits...

Author: By Mandy H. Hu, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: New York Grieves, Resumes Daily Life | 9/19/2001 | See Source »

Though spontaneous debates sporadically erupt between strangers and amateur theologians, who cluster around the subway entrances off 14th Street, New Yorkers in lower Manhattan seem to have devoted more time to mourning and recovering than to contentious political rallies...

Author: By Mandy H. Hu, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: New York Grieves, Resumes Daily Life | 9/19/2001 | See Source »

...morning commute felt blissfully ordinary. It was only when I stepped off the subway and walked past a nondescript man nervously clutching a large bag, shifting from one foot to another, that my heart rate, which had slowed almost to normal pace for the first time in a week, picked up again. This guy, I thought to myself, panic rising in my throat, this guy could be carrying anything in that bag. The horrible possibilities danced though my head: A beaker of Anthrax, an explosive device, a gun. My blood pounded in my ears. I could die right here, with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Everyday Life and the Futility of Fear | 9/19/2001 | See Source »

...station, reflexively seeking out the comforting bulk of my office building in the nearby skyline, pushing through crowds until I reached the familiar doors. Then I stopped, suddenly paralyzed by another thought: What makes me think I?m any safer here than I was in the subway, or on the street or in a restaurant having dinner...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Everyday Life and the Futility of Fear | 9/19/2001 | See Source »

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