Today, I’ve seen The Walk, the story of a man, who, who with friends helping him, set a wire between the Twin Towers, and crossed it. They were not yet completely built. A incredibly dangerous crossing. He made it, and back… Alive.
And thousands of people, on that September day, who went for their offices taking a lift, with their feet on firm floors, never came home.
And those same Towers were recriated, to tell the story of Philippe Petit, that man. He is still alive, and has a permanent pass to the towers that are no more…
I’ve seen gorgeous sunsets there.