Turning point

A grim October day in 2001. I was a new PhD student, and the world was reeling from the World Trade Centre attack and its fallout. I travelled from Dundee to Glasgow for Shabbat Shuva, the sabbath of repentance which falls between Rosh haShana and Yom Kippur. The trip took most of the day; it was dark and rainy when I got to the stop where I would catch a bus from Dundee station back to my flat. The Saturday night crowd were just starting to be raucous.

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