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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...ground. The barrel of a pistol digs into the back of my neck. A burlap sack is pulled over my head and tightened by a cord. The world has gone dark, and I hear nothing but footsteps on snapping twigs and my own rapid breathing under the heavy cloth. I am terrified - and this isn?t even for real...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Lessons in Terror | 10/22/2001 | See Source »

With a performance that at one point had her in a giant black cloth bag with a Harvard lecturer, Yoko Ono surprised a sold-out crowd at the Carpenter Center for Visual Arts last night...

Author: By Anat Maytal, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Yoko Ono Installs ‘Mend Piece’ | 10/22/2001 | See Source »

...name: sassy and high-profile with too much attitude and too little substance. She was certainly attractive, bejeweled in regal hues of deep orange, red and purple. Her style was ethnic exotic with a modern twist, her featured adornments were sultry lantern-like chandeliers draped with folds of white cloth. Lined with gleaming martini and wine glasses, a curvaceous bar swooped and hugged one side. Yet despite the striking and charismatic presence, the bar was bizarrely empty...

Author: By Elaine C. Kwok, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: A Night Out: A Diva in Davis | 10/11/2001 | See Source »

...streets filled with masked men and women, cloth and clothing torn to tie across their noses and mouths against the dense debris rain. Some streets were eerily quiet. All trading had stopped on Wall Street, so those canyons were empty, the ash several inches thick and gray, the way snow looks in New York almost before it hits the ground. Sounds were both muffled and magnified, echoing off buildings, softened by the smoke. You could hear the chirping of the locator devices the fire fighters wear, hear the whistle of the respirators, see only the lights flashing red and yellow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: If You Want To Humble An Empire | 9/14/2001 | See Source »

...streets filled with masked men and women, cloth and clothing torn to tie across their noses and mouths against the dense debris rain. Some streets were eerily quiet. All trading had stopped on Wall Street, so those canyons were empty, the ash several inches thick and gray, the way snow looks in New York almost before it hits the ground. Sounds were both muffled and magnified, echoing off buildings, softened by the smoke. You could hear the chirping of the locator devices the fire fighters wear, hear the whistle of the respirators, see only the lights flashing red and yellow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Special Report: The Day of the Attack | 9/12/2001 | See Source »

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