Word: fainted
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...Handle" is an understatement. Cut marks on the skulls indicate that the overlying skin, muscles, nerves and blood vessels were removed, probably with an obsidian flake. Then a stone tool was scraped back and forth, creating faint clusters of parallel lines. The modification of the child's skull is even more dramatic. The lower jaw was detached, and soft tissues at the base of the head were cut away, leaving fine, deep cut marks. Portions of the skull were smoothed and polished...
...loyal customer base," says analyst Malcolm Penn. STMicro was criticized for not jumping in when the dram cycle was up. But analysts say it takes strong nerves and experience to survive in the dram business, and both STMicro and Infineon made valid choices. "This market is not for the faint-hearted. One good year in drams makes up for three bad years, and then profits are just obscene. But you're either big, or you're dead," says Penn. No one doubts that Infineon is big: it is now the world's third largest manufacturer of drams behind Samsung...
Sophomore shortstop Ian Wallace was heckled mercilessly by drunk Dartmouth frat boys after making a third-inning error in game one on Saturday, and when the games moved to O’Donnell Field on Sunday, a faint “WALL-ACE….WALL-ACE” could still be heard about once an inning...
...haven for the huddled hungry masses. If you dream of pear and rye—after all, what self-respecting sandwich fiend doesn’t—then Darwin’s is the place to satiate those unconventional tastebuds with quirky fillings that are not for the faint-hearted. Sink your teeth into one of their super-scrumptious seven-story sandwiches, but beware: Darwin’s home-made chunky fruit chutney will play havoc on those sparkly-clean spring fashions. Sandwiches $4.75 and up. 148 Mt. Auburn...
...something strange happened - as is often the case during wars, which is one of the attractions of this sort of journalism. Many journalists had left, and I was sitting on a small hill some distance from the remaining group, airing my feet and trying to do something about a faint but disturbing odor that had infiltrated my boots after a night spent sleeping in the mud a couple of weeks ago. A pickup drew up at the checkpoint and an official climbed up towards me to pray. When he was finished he came over and we shook hands - the Kurds...