Bob is a great colleague thrashing about in the Big Apple.
And whoever goes to NYC invariably gets affected by the nineelevenitis.
Only the degree of infection varies.
Looks like Bob has gotten inflicted badly by the two beams soaring into the sky.
Here is as fantastic and as fabulous a poem as you would have ever read.
http://www.bobtimes.net/2009/09/weightless.html
Weightless? Yes.
Speechless? Definitely.
Where was it hidden all these days, Bob?
2 comments:
interesting post. I would love to follow you on twitter.
Anon: No twitter at this stage...
Btw, you could have left your name - or are you truly anon?
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