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Imagine That
(see text below painting)

My skin isn't scorched by fire, but I find myself trying to imagine what that would be like . . .

My hand goes to my throat wondering about flight attendants killed by box cutters . . .

People jumped from the hundredth and something floor rather than burn to death - now what would that be like? What does a person feel in such a free fall?

I wonder how I would bear such a gruesome fate--I can't even bear to think about it!

IMAGINE THAT . . . I worry about my own skin.

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9/22/01