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...cold, damp and disgusting ... just imagine if something would have happened to him, or he became weak, I would have been like an Egyptian pharaoh, buried alive and then later dead," Kampusch says in the documentary. At the beginning of her captivity in the 50-sq.-ft. (4.6 sq m) basement, Kampusch recalls how she used to count the seconds to try to keep track of time but soon could no longer tell whether it was day or night. Priklopil reinforced her sense of isolation by installing an intercom and a timer that turned the lights...
...Marcos Baptist Academy, the team Eddie's son Chris played defensive back for, took on Waco's Reicher Catholic with the playoffs at stake. Chris was all of 5 ft. 7 in. (1.7 m) and 120 lb. (55 kg). He liked to "put the wood on it," as his father recalled. With the game on the line, a running back for Reicher found daylight and made a move to the inside as Chris came up to cut him off. The runner tried to leap over Chris, and it was most likely his hip that smashed into Chris' helmet, snapping...
...Local residents can’t do it alone, much more needs to be done at the state level,” Decker said. “I believe I can do more to make a difference for all of us in the State Senate. I’m ready...
Outside, halfway between the checkpoint and the hotel, a 6-ft. (1.8 m) deep crater smoldered. It could have been worse. According to one of the hotel's security officials, the driver of the suicide vehicle was shot before he could reach the front of the Hamra. The white minibus was apparently detonated remotely, an insurgent fail-safe that adds credence to the fears that the most recent of the coordinated car-bomb attackers are showing increasing sophistication. As the crowd of witnesses and Iraqi rescue workers grew, Iraqi police attempted to interdict the journalists. "Let them take pictures...
...best to calm his driver whose brother is missing. Another is showing the shrapnel from what is likely a piece of the exploded minibus. It crashed through his window on the eighth floor of the Hamra Hotel. In my mind I walk back through the day and I'm gripped by the scent of oranges, which were splattered around the bomb site, small spheres of color in contrast to the blackened rubble. It kept cutting through the smells of charred vehicles and humans as I watched the aftermath, waiting in vain to speak to a mother whose daughter was rushed...