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Over the years I have lived here, I have been lucky enough to have been able to include the twin towers of the World Trade Centre as part of my life.
When exiting subway stations in NYC I would use them to orient myself North/South.
From one of the apartments I lived in, in Hoboken, I was able to see them from my bed; the first thing I saw in the morning and last thing I saw at night was often the winking red light at the top of the mast on 1 WTC.
When it was too cold to brave the outside plaza, I would pass through the shopping mall at their basement on my way to and from work. I spent evenings getting drunk with co-workers in Windows on the World, the bar at the top.
Naturally, I watched in horror from across the Hudson in Jersey City as they fell on the morning of September 11th 2001, I had been attending a course at the NY Institute of Finance on the 17th floor of 2WTC just the night before.
Really, I consider myself very lucky, not because I escaped, 12 hours is a pretty wide berth by any measure, but because no-one I know was killed or injured in the attack, it could have been very different.
The Borders book store that was destroyed in 5 World Financial Centre was a favourite haunt of mine, it was just a stupid book shop, but I miss it as much as the towers' looming omnipresence from anywhere in lower Manhattan.
Among all of the other things that I did at, or with, the World Trade Centre towers, I also photographed them, a lot.
This is just a few of the WTC pictures I took over the years. The skyline looks empty without them.
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