Word: heapings
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...first thing I noticed was that she was ripped up like a pig in the market," her entrails "flung in a heap about her neck." Thus the account in London's Star newspaper of the policeman who found the body of Catherine Eddowes, a prostitute murdered in the autumn of 1888 by the serial killer the media dubbed "Jack the Ripper." But if the Ripper's notoriety was fueled by a fiercely competitive media market with newspapers trying to outdo one another in relaying gory details of the crimes, unearthing clues, floating theories and taunting the police, his killing spree...
...children screaming. A few cases on trolley beds wait outside under a small awning. Though generally well kept, "it's very hard to maintain cleanliness even if you clean every half an hour," says the head of the outpatient department, Dr. P.K. Misra, waving his hand at a heap of bloodied sheets in a corner. "I have visited a few hospitals in the U.S. They are like five-star hotels for us. But we can never match that. It's the population load...
...relationship between Washington and Moscow is nothing personal. "I want to repeat and confirm that working with the U.S. President has always been pleasant and interesting for me," said Putin, praising his American counterpart?s integrity and reliability. For his part, Bush did not spare words to heap up praise on the man whose soul he claimed to have glimpsed back in 2001, when they first met in the Slovenian capital of Ljubljana, and decided he could trust...
...chance to identify, with greater certainty, the best of the best is the promise F1 is holding out this year. Almost certainly, Ferrari and McLaren still have the fastest cars. But with technical aids on the scrap heap, drivers from BMW, Renault and maybe even Williams could just get a look-in. And F1 may gain a new legion of fans - those who, while they'll never be transfixed by fast-moving, logo-covered machines, could be won over by the brave and brilliant souls who control them...
...that we have a house with a backyard, Cassandra has decided we need a compost heap. Apparently she has very warm memories of her childhood compost. What these are I find hard to imagine. Sledding down the compost pile? Building compost castles? Making compost angels? Playing Batman, Robin and the Case of the Maggot-Ridden Tofu...