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Word: acridly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 2000-2009
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...dull the Harvard campus has been recently, I was interrupted by the piercing sound of my fire alarm. Cursing the now-routine recent barrage of fire drills, I grabbed my coat and rushed downstairs into the courtyard. Only this time, to my delight, the distinct smell of acrid smoke greeted my nostrils upon exiting the building...

Author: By Robert J. Fenster, CRI | Title: The Crisis That Wasn't | 11/14/2001 | See Source »

...wondered about this as I took my bike out Sunday morning to do a familiar loop around my neighborhood (I live a half mile away from World Trade Center). Squeezing between police cars and roadblocks, I soon turned around, mostly because the smell––an acrid, chemical smell-had settled permanently in the air. Making a slow turn onto my street, I looked up, and for the first time in the fifteen years that I have been looking up, the view had irrevocably, permanently changed. My eye struggled to fill in the blank behind the yellow...

Author: By Sue Meng, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: United We Remember | 11/8/2001 | See Source »

...terms the American driving public can understand, we?re four-tenths of a mile away from the great crematorium. Tribeca is the nice place near the awful place: Beverly Hills down the block from Bosnia. But proximity to an instant cemetery gives us a vicarious creepiness, what with the acrid stench of compressed steel and flesh, and the constant police presence; a few weeks ago a three-foot concrete barricade was erected around the Western Union Building across the street, presumably because of the telcom companies and government agencies housed there. So we feel as if we are close enough...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: That Old Feeling: Where I Live | 11/6/2001 | See Source »

...sidewalks and the walls of the nearby businesses, many of which have reopened only within the past week. But it’s also in the air, and thick. Microscopic bits of concrete and metal and paper and presumably people swirl with every breath. It’s acrid for blocks in every direction...

Author: By Martin S. Bell, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Still in the LOOP | 11/1/2001 | See Source »

...droplets with extremely fine dust particles. You can only see about 20 feet in any direction. You cannot see the sun you could just ten minutes earlier. The dust is so fine that even with a shirt pulled over your mouth, you can still taste it. The air smells acrid and charred. Your eyes instantly begin to sting and burn but there is no way to keep the dust out of them...

Author: By Gregory J. Davis, | Title: The End of Innocence: September 11, 2001 | 9/17/2001 | See Source »

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