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You see me suspended in space-time as I’m passing the 89th floor Falling headlong, my form is impressive.
Sadly, no one will be holding up scores. Just moments ago I was standing at a Morton’s Fork in the road:
The fires of hell were advancing where I stood on the 98th Floor. Well can you imagine my terror
when I came face to face with the flames. I don’t know why I chose as I did; Souls in torment can never explain.
My choice, which was no “choice” at all was to smash through the window and fall.
Then the only thing that could “save” me was the camera that captured it all.
by John F. McCullagh