New York, Tuesday, September 11. Two planes had just hit the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center. Photographer Bill Biggart, equipped with three cameras including one digital, left his Manhattan apartment and headed to the smoking southern tip of the city. He never returned, buried in the collapse of the second tower. His body was recovered four days later, before returned his personal effects to his wife Wendy. His photographer friend, Chip East, was convinced that no images remained. The falling debris crushed Biggart’s cameras, exposing their film to light. The digital camera was covered in ashes. Strangely, inside, the memory card had remained intact. Trembling, he inserts the card into his phone. Nothing. He tries again.
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