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...clothes topped by vests clearly marked "polizei." Clearly, they weren't expecting a rough crowd, but honor was certainly on the line. "If we lose tonight I can't go the office for four weeks," said Steven Riederer, 31, an American-born German living in Vienna. By game time, downtown Vienna had turned into one gigantic, smoky, outdoor beer hall, and, an hour later, a pissoir of equal proportions...
Besides his glowing complexion, Shigeo Tokuda looks like any other 74-year-old man in Japan. Despite suffering a heart attack three years ago, the lifelong salaryman now feels healthier, and lives happily with his wife and a daughter in downtown Tokyo. He is, of course, more physically active than most retirees, but that's because he's kept his part-time job - as a porn star...
...Here in Des Moines, we've had flooding in pockets but have fared relatively well so far, compared to eastern Iowa (and to the 1993 flood). There's relief that the downtown area has largely been spared major damage, thanks to bolstered flood protection post-1993. But feverish attempts to bolster a levee near a neighborhood north of downtown ultimately failed. Watching televised scenes of water rushing over destroyed sandbags into streets where people live and work was not what my teenage son and I, among hundreds of volunteer sandbaggers in Des Moines, had hoped to see. But like many...
...drinks. It was also an alien locale. The race, part of this year's Harlem Rocks 35th Annual Skyscraper Cycling Classic, was held in Marcus Garvey Park, up by Fifth Avenue and 120th Street. Many bike messengers rarely travel above 100th Street since most of their business keeps them downtown. Still, says James "Speedy" Hines, a Harlem resident and a bike messenger for two decades: "It feels phenomenal, man. Just to be racing amongst the pros - I feel like a pro biker...
...scenes near and far: a woman crying on her Des Moines doorstep as she's told to evacuate; a couple row-boating through their mobile home park in Altoona; an Iowa City police officer wading through water with a little boy on his shoulders; an astonishing aerial view of downtown Cedar Rapids where downtown buildings look like rafts in an ocean. But mostly, my fellow sandbaggers work quietly, diligently, steadily, shoveling sand, filling bags, heaving them into piles and hoping for the best while preparing for the worst...