Disclaimer: I was not shot at. I did not see anybody killed. That’s not what I saw.

I don't know if other people are admitting this, but at first we made jokes. Other people were laughing, too—I could see them in the café, waving it away—but I don’t suppose we’re to speak of that now, for the dead are sacred, and sacred isn’t funny. Which is another one of terrorism’s many little victories since November 13: We’re all

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