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Sam cracks open a beer inside his small NTSB-appointed extend-stay efficiency hotel room. Knowing he will be spending a whole lot of nights in New York City for the foreseeable future, he stuffs his decade-old North Face backpack with the clothes he brought with him for the few days of meetings he was required to attend in DC. He also sets out his running shoes and a sweat-suit for the morning jogs he plans on taking along lower Manhattan’s East River.
He and Lauren loved to jog along the river all those years ago. They would start their run at East 23rd Street and take it all the way down to the Williamsburg Bridge where they would stop and stare up at the massive bridge’s underside. They would marvel at the old bridge’s engineering and solid metal construction and feel the cool breez
