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You’ve Got Mail Wednesday, July 19, 2:31 a.m.: In response to a suspicious truck found outside Fogg Museum, an officer spoke with the driver of the Fed-Ex truck and determined that the individual arrived early for the delivery and all was in order...
...targeted the first-class compartments. They could have achieved a higher kill ratio if they had chosen the even more crowded second-class carriages, but their victims would have been poorer. So the casualties were from the great striving middle class, not rich enough to afford a car and driver, but enriched enough by Singh's reforms to commute first class: stockbrokers, small-time diamond dealers, software technicians...
...While I was in Bir al-Abed, the Israelis dropped a couple of small bombs about 500 yards away, on the next block. They sent gray plumes into the air and filled my nose with the smell of cordite and dust. The cab driver who drove us there, Ahmad Hammoud, 40, didn't even flinch. He's from the neighborhood and was more concerned with the fate of his family. "I got my family out on the first day of the strikes," he said. But he stayed. "I thought it was wrong to leave because if we all left...
...team in tackles and fumble recoveries. He was named captain of the 2006 Crimson on Nov. 22.Two other players, Danny P. Lane ’07 and James R. Velissaris ’07, were also suspended this spring after an allegedly alcohol-related confrontation with a shuttle driver in front of Currier House on Apr. 29. Both will miss Harvard’s Sept. 16 opener against Holy Cross.When first asked about the pair of incidents, Murphy told The Crimson that he was “definitely concerned about drinking and binge drinking,” though he said...
...don’t look like guitar toting, hippie hitchhikers. Fortunately, Simon has puppy-dog eyes and baby teeth set on a big head that I can hide behind. He sticks out his thumb and smiles innocently. At 22, he looks barely 16. A couple of cars pass. The drivers and passengers stare as if we were roadside freaks. And I guess, as a couple of hitchhikers these days, we are. Driving the third car, a lone 30-year-old laughs and apologetically shrugs, mouthing, “I’m sorry, I can?...