9/11 WHAT WERE U DOIN THAT DAY?

SHOCKING VIDEO OF TWIN TOWER TRUTH: YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS ONE:

http://news.uk.msn.com/world/new-theory-on-twin-towers-collapse



On Tuesday, September 11, the two tallest buildings in New York — 110 stories each, a major tourist attraction, and crowded with men and women working for financial powerhouses, government agencies, restaurants, and shops — were destroyed

http://news.uk.msn.com/blog/politics-blogpost.aspx?post=5f15abde-a15f-4659-8106-da5f52f64b30&_nwpt=1



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