Word: sprayings
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Sept. 30: 3:42 a.m.—Complaints regarding a collapsing ceiling and leaking water sent Harvard University Police Department (HUPD) officers to Cabot House. 11:16 p.m.—Officers reported to the Palace Road Lot in response to two individuals who were allegedly spray-painting the lot. Police were unable to find any graffiti in the area, although it was determined that the two individuals had turned on the sprinklers. Oct. 1: 12:13 p.m.—Police investigated a chair which had been reportedly removed from Grays Hall East. The search for the meandering...
...They are not part of the FEMA or Red Cross food and ice delivery operations, and they are not counseling teams. The teams generally force entry only if a place has been crushed or they see other signs that someone may be injured inside. They leave behind an "X" spray-painted in orange with a code denoting that the Ohio USAR task force has been there and hasn't found anyone...
...Orleans has been the focus of national attention after Katrina hit, this ill-starred coastline has waited for more help to arrive. A family that watched the water surround their home and survived hadn't seen a relief worker in over a week after the storm and decided to spray paint on a shed that had floated into their yard their sentiment: "THE LAND THE NATION FORGOT...
...abandoned houses are marked with crude red Xs, their windows spray-painted with the number of bodies found inside. The French Quarter and the Garden District lie dark and deserted, a wasteland of downed power lines, cars with flat tires, massive Spanish oaks toppled at their roots and scattered reminders of the city's former self--a cookbook open to a recipe for ham croquettes, strings of Mardi Gras beads. What little life remains in New Orleans is largely devoted to counting the dead, a task so vast and grim that even the city's coroner, Frank Minyard, doesn...
...never. Vast tracts of the city--not just shanties but mansions, not just the morgue but the Southern Yacht Club--aren't salvageable. They all sit in what is called "floodwater" but is really a solution of oil, feces, battery acid, human and animal rot, burst containers of bug spray and paint thinner and nail polish and antifreeze. The primary sensory experience of New Orleans now is the smell, a gagging foulness of the charnel, of the hundreds of bloated fish pooled in the 17th Street Canal and a million other nasty things floating everywhere. The masterless dogs...