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September 11th, 2001. My Story.
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I was nineteen years old, and I was determined to see the Statue of Liberty. I went into Manhattan via the Long Island Rail Road. I traveled on the train alone that day, completely fearless and caring about only one thing. We left Ronkonkoma Station and would arrive in Pennsylvania Station, or Penn Station in an hour and a half. I made this trip many times in my life, with family mostly. I was very familiar with it. Having been to Penn Station so many times in my life, I could have found my way around the place with my eyes closed.
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