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...Until Big got sick. Now, klong coliform levels are printed in newspapers. Radio stations have been swamped with callers complaining about skin diseases they suspect they have contracted from riverboat taxi rides. Thai Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra is demanding answers from bureaucrats. Pornpot has none. "The problem should have been dealt with 20 years ago when Bangkok's population began to boom," he says. "But it wasn't and now we are in serious trouble...
Breet-a-nee, she iz not 'ere. Ze show, eet aas been can-sealed." This late-breaking news is delivered by a French cabbie idling in his taxi at the entrance of a Paris club called Espace Cardin. Inside, on this drizzly October evening, the world's most obsessed-about pop star is supposed to be taping a French TV special in front of a crowd of adoring, gyrating Parisian partygoers. But outside, the scene now is much more grim, with workmen lugging huge amplifiers and other stage equipment onto waiting trucks while clusters of fans linger under umbrellas looking...
...several seconds after the rocket-propelled grenade (RPG) drilled through the back of their armored M113 "battle taxi," the soldiers inside, mainlining adrenaline, continued firing. Then they started screaming. "It blew my leg clean off," says Private First Class Tristan Wyatt, who was standing at the rear of the armored personnel carrier (APC), unloading an M-240 machine gun at a dozen or more Iraqis who had ambushed them minutes before. He was the first to be hit. The RPG then passed through Sergeant Erick Castro's hip, spinning him violently to the floor. His left leg was still attached...
...Alex Perry: Perhaps the best number was: Why Can't We Be Friends? by War, which photographer Bob Nickelsberg and I (and our taxi driver) sang along with (rather tunelessly) as we finally headed out of Baghdad for Amman...
...selling pop act. It's Punjabi dance music at its best. I've made Mehndi fans out of cab drivers in Jenin, Gaza, Amman and Baghdad. Alex Perry Perhaps the best number was: Why Can't We Be Friends? by War, which photographer Bob Nickelsberg and I (and our taxi driver) sang along with (rather tunelessly) as we finally headed out of Baghdad for Amman. Simon Robinson One of my most vivid memories is singing Three Dog Night's Joy to the World with the U.S. Marines in the Amtrac I was traveling in during the terrible sandstorm that...