Tomorrow marks the 11th anniversary of the day a plane slammed into floors 93-99 of One World Trade Centre: the exact levels that housed the offices of Marsh McLennan: the 93rd level in particular, that my dad called, his office. I’m not sure why I am writing this, why now or why at all. My... Continue Reading →

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