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sept 11 '01 i woke up this morning to the sound of 'price is right' blaring from my mom's 19" black and white in the living room of her new apartment--a temporary fix until the arrival of a better one sometime next week. it's an old tv; 1960's, i'd guess. "you're not going to believe this," she informed me as i stumbled out of the bedroom, and then she changed the channel to CBS. ... i felt like it was 1941, just sitting there watching america's machismo crash around it in a black-and-white, 19" flutter of dust and official paperwork that spread itself gently across the streets of lower manhattan. i cried. |
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