September 10th marked the end of my blissful week in the home of artist and raconteur Michael Wm Kaluta. The city shimmered and shone ~ the weather (and indeed all else) flawless from start to finish.
Driving south down the NJ Turnpike I looked in the rearview mirror at the last piece of Manhattan still visible and spoke aloud:
"Goodbye New York."
"Goodbye World Trade Center."
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