I was uptown on the Upper West Side, staying at a friend's place. IF I recall correctly, they opened Manhattan up to Canal St, and we went down there to look. I remember a vague impression of a large pile of rubble behind the buildings, and I stopped processing anything I looked at after that.
We ran into a friend of hers who told her that another mutual friend was okay. She just hadn't been able to return any calls.
It was weird and upsetting.