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New York City, 9/11. It is a warm and sunny
September morning. There is comfort in the known
environment, the familiar faces, even in that which
is commonplace. Suddenly the sky rains fire down
upon you and nothing is ever the same again. It is a
warm and sunny day in Jerusalem where you have gone
to conduct business and suddenly two soldiers from
the occupying forces require you to carry the cross
of a condemned man to the site of crucifixion.
Nothing is ever the same again. |
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