Mike O'Meally went out with a camera the morning after the towers fell and skated through a downtown Manhattan with almost nobody in it. He shot thirty-three frames, then put the film away and left it there for twenty-five years. He has now collected them as a book called 9/12, and what he remembers of that day is not the version anyone else circulates: people on the sidewalk waving the skaters on, an atmosphere he describes to Ian Michna as weird optimistic.

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