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...brief press conference, but her words had a touch more emotion when she got to the sanctuary of her hotel room. "No human being deserves to die like that," she told TIME as she imagined the last moments of her son Amadou. "Standing in front of your doorway where you live. Is that a crime? All he was doing was going home...
...them at the Rose Art Museum at Brandeis, and to hold the opening ceremony on the school's campus. Antonakos designed the portentously titled "Neon Millennium Room" inside the Rose, where the boxes were exhibited while unopened, and where their contents are now on display. The walls bracketing the doorway are painted in saturated blue and red-orange, and a little vestibule stands between the observer and the room, so that the flickering and buzzing of neon tubes is registered before the blue light of the interior stuns the senses. Pronged triads of blue neon look as though they...
...alarm, so everybody went back inside. So I was like, 'Finally I can go to bed!' So I ate my little pizza, and got into bed. About an hour later, 2 or 2:30 in the morning, I hear this loud shout in the hallway outside my doorway, and then I hear somebody crash into it. Ever seen in the movies where they shoulder-slam against the door to open it? That's what it sounded like. I heard them then running, and I jump out of bed, bare naked, and I fling the door open, screaming 'What the fuck...
...licks a newspaper for the residual grease of the chips it held. Is he sopping? He steps in more puddles than Gene Kelly in Singin' in the Rain. (Ten years the family rented the same flooded ground floor, and no one thought to lay a plank from the doorway to the stairs.) The three boys playing Frank at 7, 11 and 15 are fine. They create a collective portrait of a child tough enough to survive a horrendous youth and a man brave enough to recall...
Within seconds, I could see nothing but that heavenly-bright doorway and the flashing forms of several panickers as they threw themselves at drill sergeants and generally mucked up our line to get out. (They would try to make light of it later.) Some held their breath and closed their eyes, and got off easy. My plan was to breathe deep - take their best shot - and moan, moan, moan until it all went away, and not do anything to dislodge the big lunch the drill sergeants had gleefully served us just minutes before. It worked - that night I had less...