I came across this during my YouTube travels today.
I think many of you will remember the famous image from the September 11, 2001 tragedy of a single man, upside down, plummeting to his death.
This story is an account of one man's quest to identify that man, whose final moments of life are forever etched into our memories.
And before anyone starts with their "Loose Change" bullshit theories, that isn't what this is about, so save it. I'm not really big on conspiracy theories anyway.
It's somehow become hip and trendy to trivialize the lives lost on 9/11 with that tripe now, and it's pathetic. If your desire to seem "informed" to what "the man" is really doing, negates ANY semblance of empathy you have as a human being, how are you any better than "the man" anyway, asshat?
How is that evolved?
This is simply about a single life ending, what it symbolizes, and the thoughts surrounding this individual's final moments. The ideas of what he could have been thinking...what he could have been dealing with...and the thought of what you might do if you were faced with a similar fate.
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