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i was coming back from vacation to brasil with my ex-wife. i believe that we were one of the last planes to leave newark and were in the air above or just outside new york when the first plane hit. got to providence and then heard the news from my very freaked out, crying mother. my good friend's cousin is a stewardess out of logan and she called in sick that morning. she was scheduled to be on one of those planes. seems no matter who you are or where you are from, you've got a story. what a shame.
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