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Those numbers etched into many minds, burnt, branded in our memory, when 2,930 people could only exist there. There they will forever exist in the memory of those that knew them, respected by those that don't.
Those numbers etched into many minds, burnt, branded in our memory, when 2,930 people could only exist there. There they will forever exist in the memory of those that knew them, respected by those that don't.
I wish to pay my respects to those lives, and all those related, connected by an intricate web of emotion.
Feel free to post with no statement, like singing our names, a record of respect.
