I don't have words. I don't believe that anyone does.
Pictures don't do it either. Trust me, I've looked.
I do have memories though.
I also have love. Love for friends who were there and friends who weren't. Love for people I don't know and won't ever meet. For New York and its throbbing, wounded, but irrepressible heart.
* Photograph by Leonard Freed, copyright Leonard Freed/Magnum Photos.