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On Being a Bostonian

On Being a BostonianThrough the thick smoke,  shadowy figures of people could barely be made out before they could be heard.

Yelling, crying, and mass hysteria took over the entire finish line.

In addition to failing limbs, failing hearing and ears crippled people with fear.

The explosion or had it been two, had been so loud nothing but ringing permeated the runners, spectators, and first responders’ ears alike.

What didn’t fail was the runners, spectators, and first responders though was resilience. Through those murky clouds of smoke and blood and injury and fear, people rose above and fought back; helping one another; leaving no man behind.

On that April Day, Bostonian’s were dense with strength and pride.

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