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...machine, and he would attend to them manually, suspended from a harness. Camaj, 60, was on the observation deck on the 107th floor in 1993 when a bomb hit the building. It took him 2 1/2 hours to descend by stair, his mouth covered with one of his damp sponges, his doffed shirt covering the mouth of a pregnant woman he escorted down. He was back at work the next day. "He said working that high up took some getting used to at first, but he found it peaceful, his escape," says his son Vincent, one of Camaj's three...
...first smelted with coke rather than charcoal, thus helping to usher in the industrial age. Hand-finished right through to its glossy enameled surface, the Aga does not come cheap. At between $7,000 and $15,000, the Aga is at home in big country kitchens full of damp dogs and drying riding gear. But the stove has also become a fashion accessory. "I've sold second-hand Agas to people whose excuse in buying one is that it will be a back-up in case of a power cut," says Tom Harland, an architectural salvage dealer in Devon...
Mild cases of heat exhaustion--a serious but not necessarily life-threatening condition--should respond rather quickly to a few simple measures. Try cooling off by heading for the nearest air conditioner. Apply damp towels all over the body, especially places like the wrist and temples, where blood vessels are nearest the skin. Drink plenty of liquids to help replace all those lost body fluids. Water is generally the best option. Alcohol, tea and colas, which act as diuretics, can actually increase fluid loss...
Also consider wearing pants and long-sleeve shirts to minimize the amount of exposed skin, especially in dark, damp areas that are particularly thick with mosquitoes. For those worried about damaging their clothes, it's a good idea to spray a small area of material first to make sure it's DEET-proof before applying repellent to sleeves or cuffs...
...fair figures hardly discernable from the surrounding sands. Splashing about in the ocean, I did my best to keep my body hidden beneath the surface. Later, we adjourned to the shore, weary from our frolicking. Like children building a fort in the family den, we huddled beneath a damp towel and looked out at the Pamela Andersons and David Hasselhoffs of the world. Like vampires, we sucked our Pepsi contentedly from our lair and cautiously applied a second layer of Coppertone. I felt compelled to shout out something in a British accent to the nearby tourists who were ogling...