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December 17, 2004



I dropped Sandra off at work today and actually got caught up in this just as it was happening. Dozens of emergency vehicles ahead of me, several more crawling up my back on 5th Ave. Lots of smoke and confusion. Very odd...


The cause of the fire? A discarded cigarette. Get ready for the Nazis, Jeff.


I thought the exact same thing, Elisabeth. Why does it always have to be about the smokers?

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