I was watching TV in real-time. when the second airplane crashed into the building, I doubted what I was seeing. my mother and father said that it was not just an accident but a terrorism. after that terrible terrorism, I started NY life. I went to the site of the world trade center building. I saw the huge wall with manes of people who passed away there. May they rest in peace.
Comparing to Asahara, it is frightening how much destruction a few, crazy individuals can inflict on major cities. They have altered our lives and our societies forever.
I hope your stay in NYC was a good one.
Thank you for your story.