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	<title>Comments on: September&#8217;s Sirens</title>
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		<title>by: snob in the city</title>
		<link>http://www.brookeparkhurst.com/2006/04/03/septembers-sirens/#comment-1644</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 23:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I completely agree. I don't want to be brought back to that state of mind ever again. I would do anything to avoid that feeling that I've only recently begun to let go of. Thanks for making a point to discuss it though...I appreciate it:)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I completely agree. I don&#8217;t want to be brought back to that state of mind ever again. I would do anything to avoid that feeling that I&#8217;ve only recently begun to let go of. Thanks for making a point to discuss it though&#8230;I appreciate it:)
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		<title>by: Temp Whore</title>
		<link>http://www.brookeparkhurst.com/2006/04/03/septembers-sirens/#comment-1643</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 20:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I live in Brooklyn just started blog check out tempingainteasy.blogspot.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I live in Brooklyn just started blog check out tempingainteasy.blogspot.com
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		<title>by: Hattigrace</title>
		<link>http://www.brookeparkhurst.com/2006/04/03/septembers-sirens/#comment-1642</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I don't get it either. What is the point of reliving the sad horror?  Does panic, fear and agony feed our souls, strengthen us for the daily daily?  

I wasn't in NY 9/11.  Maybe it is different for you all.  I just cannot imagine what GOOD can come out of listening to the tapes.

Just because some of the wounds have been sewn up and people have gone on with their lives doesn't mean they have forgotten.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t get it either. What is the point of reliving the sad horror?  Does panic, fear and agony feed our souls, strengthen us for the daily daily?  </p>
<p>I wasn&#8217;t in NY 9/11.  Maybe it is different for you all.  I just cannot imagine what GOOD can come out of listening to the tapes.</p>
<p>Just because some of the wounds have been sewn up and people have gone on with their lives doesn&#8217;t mean they have forgotten.
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		<title>by: stretch td</title>
		<link>http://www.brookeparkhurst.com/2006/04/03/septembers-sirens/#comment-1641</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I live downtown also.  I heard the first plane overhead.  I heard the explosion.  I stood on the street and watched the towers burn and fall.

The tapes bring all those memories back.  Such a beautifully clear sky that day.  Whenever there is a day like that, I refer to the sky as September 11 blue.  Then the sounds, the smell, the grit in the air.  Having to show my ConEd bill to get past 14th street.

I shall never forget.  We shall never forget.  Or, god help us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I live downtown also.  I heard the first plane overhead.  I heard the explosion.  I stood on the street and watched the towers burn and fall.</p>
<p>The tapes bring all those memories back.  Such a beautifully clear sky that day.  Whenever there is a day like that, I refer to the sky as September 11 blue.  Then the sounds, the smell, the grit in the air.  Having to show my ConEd bill to get past 14th street.</p>
<p>I shall never forget.  We shall never forget.  Or, god help us.
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