It was around noon in Argentina. I remember I was coming back home from the gym. I started making myself lunch and I turned the TV just to keep me company. The news channel was on and the first thing I see is when the second plane crashed into WTC2. I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought I was just watching some action feature movie. I started crying almost immediately. I've spent all day watching those images again and again and again, thinking about the hatred that attack represented (and sadly still does) and I still can't get a proper answer.
Hate only generates hate. Never forget that. Violence is never the answer. My deepest condolences to the families of those 2,976 men, women, and children who died on 09.11.01
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