I wasn't in the towers but was in an office in the east village, a ways north of the area. I can say that there was a very strange mood, almost a sense of calmness as offices were closed and people made their way home. it was as if the attack was so incredibly unbelievable, outrageous and horrendous that we were in a bit of a state of shock. where you'd imagine wild running and screaming and chaos, most people instead just put their heads down and were determined to just get the fuck out of there. it was also an example of new yorkers helping each other in times of crisis, there were actually orderly lines at the ferries to Brooklyn and NJ. I feared it would be a mad rush to get on, but no.