I was sat in The Ear Bar on the corner of Spring and Washington when the ragheads did their infamous deed.
Watched it on TV less than 15 blocks away.
They closed the bar within the hour as there was so much mayhem outside even the crazies looked normal.
Walked home amid a snowfall of ash, did some mescaline and went to bed.
Christ I remember that day.
You know what I remember ? - I was drinking Rolling Rock.
And I NEVER drink Rolling Rock.
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