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...though the third time down the referee made him stay. The final punch Holmes threw at 38, 28 months since he lost the title he had held for seven years, was a roundhouse right that got caught in the ring ropes, straightening him up perfectly for the right fist from Tyson that knocked him into oblivion...
...vital forces had been decaying in this manner for several weeks when a phone rang in my dark, airless, and bitterly cold cubicle one day in the first week of January. Overwhelmed as it was by the whistle of the arctic gale forcing its way through fist-size holes in the plastic wrap covering my window, the sound of the ringer at first hardly reached me through the pile of soiled rags into which I had burrowed for warmth...
Richard Demar is a pedestrian's nightmare. Dressed in torn jeans and a partly shredded brown parka, he zigzags down a crowded sidewalk near Seattle's popular Pike Place Market. One hand clenched in a fist, the other clutching a Styrofoam cup, Demar, 32, looks fierce and menacing as he stumbles along, working the crowd. "Got some change, man?" he half demands of an elderly gentleman who promptly escapes into a store. Farther down the block, he fixes his glassy gaze on a well-dressed woman toting a shopping bag brimming with gifts. "Come...
...weeks, widespread unrest has not only turned the Gaza Strip into a war zone but also spawned strikes and violence in the West Bank and East Jerusalem. Faced with the worst riots in the territories since seizing them in the 1967 Six-Day War, Israel responded with an iron fist. Pitched battles between rock- throwing demonstrators and gun-toting soldiers left at least 17 Palestinians dead and more than a hundred wounded. Since the violence started on Dec. 8, hundreds have been arrested and detained. Denounced by the U.S. and other allies as excessive, the military crackdown has prompted soul...
...other motel rooms -- thank heaven, two of them are married, saves a call. She indulges a pal's dead-on impression of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Then she unplugs the phone, sits on her bed and has a good cry: heaving shoulders, racking sobs, a face contorted into a bruised fist, a doll in tears because no one will buy her. Is this person in control? Perfectly. There is no wasted motion or emotion in this petite dynamo. Jane has simply, in the words of the actress who portrays her, "penciled in times...