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...searing sensation rips into my face. As the laser traces tiny spider veins across my cheek, zapping them into oblivion, I hear a faint pop, pop, pop. It begins to sting. Yeow, I swear silently. Is that burning flesh I smell? Hey, Doc? Owww. Yeowww! DOC! Dr. Harold Lancer, my Beverly Hills dermatologist, is laughing. He had warned me to take some Valium before the procedure (or risk scaring off his celebrity clients, no doubt). I can't stand any more. "Ye-ooowww!!" I yell out loud. Then it's over. I leave with a red Etch A Sketch drawing...
Christopher Lucas is an American journalist living in Jerusalem and looking for a story. He has quit his "comfortable and rather prestigious newspaper job" and now scrambles as a free-lancer. This job change has left him unsettled: "It was so hard to get it right, working without the assignment, the rubric, the refuge of a word count. No one behind...
...most dangerous plane to fly in the U.S. Air Force today isn't the screaming F-15 Eagle, the Baghdad-bombing F-117 Nighthawk or the thunderous B-1 Lancer. In fact, it's not a jet at all but the first plane fledgling pilots fly--the powerful, propeller-driven trainer flown by cadets at the U.S. Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, Colo. Six people--three cadets and their instructor pilots--have died in three crashes of the T-3 Firefly trainer since the planes began flying there in 1995. The T-3's crash record...
...1920s Weegee was working for a photo agency that supplied the morning papers with shots of arrests, car accidents, fires and such from the night before. In the mid-'30s he became a free-lancer. Equipped with a police-radio scanner in his car and the most wonderfully named of all old cameras, the Speed Graphic, he chased down the city at its most scabrous, a place where the chief pastimes were groping and bloodletting and where the main thing to remember was that only the strong survive. Eventually he was also a contributor to the liberal daily PM, which...
...less splendid was the spirit that flooded forth. Before the B.C. High game, I had joined my classmates in the school lobby. We painted our faces blue and gold--the M.C. colors--and dubbed ourselves the "Lancer Loonies." We roped off a section of the Brother Gilbert Stadium bleachers and designated it "The Looney...