9.09.2008

Stars in our Midst

It seemed to come out of the streets that opened onto the South Street Seaport like some Titan's grime clotted fingers, and roiled across the river as if the distance was a few hundred feet rather than a few thousand yards. You saw what was coming and you turned to flee from this black wind with no storm, but there were thousands of others who had come to watch and they too were turning to run out of the exits from the Promenade that had, moments before seemed broad, but now impossibly narrow.
-Gerard Van Der Leun, The Wind in the Heights (http://americandigest.org/mt-archives/terrorwar/_the_wind_at_gr.php)

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