Word: smalleness
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...rest reads like a horror story. Priklopil barely fed her during her captivity, taking pleasure in showing her a plate full of food and then only giving her a small amount. She was also banned from showing any emotion. "He forbade me from crying because he was worried the salt acid could damage his tiles," she says. "When I did cry, as I couldn't help it, he grabbed me on my neck, choked me and he pushed my head under the tap in a basin." Eventually, Kampusch says, Priklopil allowed her into the main part of the house...
...being made into a movie, director Pete Berg invited me to the Astrodome in Houston to watch the filming. It didn't take long to realize that the magic of moviemaking was no magic at all - repetitive and dull. I became bored, which is when I saw a small cluster of young men in wheelchairs on the sidelines...
...mean, seriously. The other day I was sitting on an airplane, watching the usual slice of America attempt to squeeze derrières far too large into seats far too small. In the age of the seat belt extender, this is hardly an unusual sight. But just before takeoff, there was a rotund man rolling a wheelie suitcase down the aisle in way-too-tight pants. What was he wearing? You guessed it—sheaths of spandexy “denim” someone told him counted as jeans...
That can make the difference for small businesses such as the Juiceatery, the team’s favorite smoothie spot this trip. As a rower on the women’s crew team, I went in to order a “milkberry” smoothie last Friday, only to be surprised when the girl behind the counter told me she was giving rowers a special discount because they brought so much business...
...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 to the hospital. It would waft toward me on the breeze of what...