We all have lunch together as usual 'at the coffee shop. Must say that in this corner of the eighteenth century, the Porte de Clignancourt , we did not have much choice. It's nice, was dragged a little terrace, and then we went back work. In our new premises, offices are separated by partitions of transparent glass. I work in that box last 3 months, atmosphere startups : cool, but a lot of work. The work load is supported, so good.
Shortly after our return, Yves launches the next office that a plane crash took place in NY. I wonder why he tells it, the plane crashes, it is not so rare ...
3 minutes later he returned to the charge. Apparently mails increase, we can not really know what goes but the plane would have crashed in Manhattan.
So, we turned on the TV and it was discovered Sept. 11 ...
Misunderstanding, incredulity, amazement. I think the sequence that was it. At first I did not understand, then, I have not thought and finally I'm back.
I phone Mr P, just to see if it is also in the same nightmare. It is in a meeting. I stress "Listen, it must be disturbing, it goes something really important!" ... "Hello darling, turn on the TV, it goes something weird in NY ...". I look hypnotized by the TV, and I'm hanging on the phone. At this point, the second plane arrived on Manhattan ... "hello? Is not possible ... do you see the same thing as me? "
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