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In the terror and rubble of 9/11,
We found aspects of ourselves we often forgot were
there.
Building them required
boldness verging on hubris. The Twin Towers were
designed to stand out, not to fit in, and their vast,
windswept plazas embodied an ideal of city planning
that was passé almost as soon as it was hatched.
It was easy to forget that behind their forbidding
metal skin was a daytime population the size of a
small city. This is one of the truths revealed on
September 11: Despite New York’s boastfulness,
our story is a human one, of strength and courage and
struggle.
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