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...when he was elected two years ago. He landed the worst office in the U.S. Senate, which isn't bad--it being an office in the U.S. Senate. There are high ceilings, marble everywhere and a view of a courtyard. But half of his space is on the second floor of the Russell Senate Office Building, and the other half is divided between two unconnected offices on the third floor, so his 19-member staff is always running up and down. Also, there's no hot tub. None of the Senators have hot tubs, but I still think that...
From there, guests climb into a minivan and embark on a cultural treasure hunt across the Cape Flats, stopping at the homes of various musicians - among them guitarist Pokie Klaas. Sitting on an old crate in a bare room with a cement floor, Klaas riffs gently on his guitar and talks about the music school he is setting up for local kids in his backyard...
Start with the space: a grand, high-ceilinged dining room in downtown's Hotel California, with a black-and-white tile floor, lush faux-leather booths, refurbished chandeliers and, at its center, an inviting horseshoe bar. This is the second home for the restaurant founded by chef Eric Tucker - a wunderkind whose interest in healthy eating was spurred by a youthful passion for long-distance running and the realization that he was hypoglycemic. (See pictures of San Francisco...
...perform the most detailed decontamination we could possibly do. If someone passes away on the carpet, then chances are the blood and body fluids are going to seep out down into the property all the way to the foundation, so you're talking through the carpet, the padding, the floor and whatever else. If that's the case, we've got to go in, get structural cleanup, every last bit of contamination. Then we issue a certificate when we're done so they can have confidence that things were done the right way and perhaps resume living at the residence...
...second floor of what was once a school in east Mosul, an Iraqi Army medic stuck his chin out a hallway window and shaved over the courtyard. On either side of him in the dingy hallway light, detainees sat facing the wall, blankets cast over their heads. The Iraqi Army had brought them in on a tip from a man they caught with bomb making materials, and a U.S. Army platoon had just arrived. As the medic flicked his razor and turned his small mirror, the American soldiers stood the detainees up one by one, scanned their retinas, took their...