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Oh look me over, I’m all I wanna be

Manhattan, several blocks west of Wall Street, walking fast through the New York multidirectional wind. This morning, in front of a high metal fence in front of the two-block chasm, people smile for group photos. Newspaper reporters and television cameras swarm around; people hawk glossy fliers bearing American flags. I’ve got no time to cry, for anything.

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