“I inhaled the air, expecting the crisp, fresh smell of a New York September morning, a scent that I loved so much. “
That’s her idea of a scent to love? More like a stench.
Article said “ The gray ashes that covered my friends and neighbors, who spent six hours walking the bridge from Manhattan back home to Staten Island on the day prior”.
Something seriously wrong here, there is no bridge from Manhattan to Staten Island.
We have a strong ocean breeze.