102 Minutes: The Untold Story of The Fight To Survive Inside The Twin Towers

102 Minutes: The Untold Story of the Fight to Survive Inside the Twin Towers is an American non-fiction book that was published in 2005 and was written by New York Times journalists Jim Dwyer and Kevin Flynn. As its title suggests, the book, using eyewitness testimony, covers firsthand accounts about the struggle of eyewitnesses inside the twin towers of the World Trade Center to survive during the 102 minutes that had elapsed from the first impact to the second collapse of the September 11 attacks.

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