This was the scene looking South near my apartment on 24th St. and 6th Ave. Tower II had just been struck.
 This was a common look on people's faces, one of calm stoicism masking fear and shock. 
 Further down 6th Ave. Regular Passersby talking rather calmly. At this point now one knew exactly what was happening.
 It was such a beautiful early Fall day.  
 The was shot on 15th St. Though I had Prof. Stewart Stehlin's European History class at 9:30am and was proceeding downtown, there was no way I was attending class that day.  
 This guy just stared and stared. 
 Nobody knew what to think nor what do to. Tower II was still standing (so was Tower I of course, which fell second), and there was this plausibility that the morning's events were some kind of awful accident. You could maintain that plausibility only if you weren't watching CNN or one of the other news networks, replaying the impact of Tower II on a loop.
 People were beginning to move with purpose. 
 This is close to W. 4th St. People who were at this position were just aimlessly fixated on the events transpiring before them. There was nothing you could do, nor anywhere to go (physically or mentally- there was no way you could divert your brain away from this if you were at the scene).  
 And then Tower II collapsed. A gentleman came up to me right after this photo was taken telling me they "got Sears Tower." Obviously that was false, nonetheless, the gasps and the panic set in right away, with the unavoidable, all too human, "mistruth mill" kicking away. 
 The dust cloud was way bigger than anyone on the ground expected. 
 Tower II has fallen at this point. I have walked further downtown and we are now looking at Tower I.  
 And then Tower I came crashing down. 
 It all happened so fast
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