Word: tears
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...without warning, hundreds of Chinese missiles strike Taiwan. Day two: China's jet fighters tear across the Taiwan Strait and reduce the island's air force to just 30 planes. Day five: paratroopers land near Taipei's Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall Plaza, storming the offices of President Chen Shui-bian. In 130 hours, China's hostile takeover of Taiwan is complete?at least in cyberspace...
...embassy bombings in 1998, men who had been fingered by Khan. Inside the besieged house--"The whole night there was shooting," said a neighbor--the three al-Qaeda men made futile efforts to burn a cache of computer discs in their possession, but a relentless barrage of gunfire and tear gas pinned them down. When their ammunition ran out 16 hours later, the al-Qaeda operatives surrendered with their wives and five small children, including a 10-day-old baby...
Because of their particular focus, muscular-dystrophy labs stand to provide a rich pipeline of potential doping agents. Muscular dystrophy is a genetic condition in which muscle can no longer repair the tiny abrasions that come from normal wear and tear, and begins to waste away. The disease mimics an exaggerated form of the stress that highly trained athletes inflict on their muscles. To restore the balance in favor of regeneration, researchers are isolating the myriad growth factors and other biochemical compounds that regulate the musclemaking factory...
...Lysikratous Street, tel: (30-210) 322 7971, a beautifully restored neo-classical home in the famed old quarter of Plaka. A leg of lamb is pierced with cloves of garlic and then covered with minced tomatoes, olive oil, dried oregano and maybe some thyme, then served with kritharaki, the tear-shaped Greek pasta, and chunks of feta. kokoretsi You need guts to eat this, and guts to make it - specifically, sheep's intestines stuffed with diced offal. Kokoretsi is a mainstay of tavern menus, particularly those along the Vlachika, a famous strip of butchers' tavernas, in the bustling district...
...with copies of Sgt. Pepper under their pillows, and I cherish few pastimes as fondly as that of imagining my parents (or myself) taking an active part in each and every social, political and cultural watershed of that era. I’m as proud that my father was tear-gassed marching against the war in Washington in October 1967 (his second date with my mother, a year or so later, was at another peace rally) as that he cut a low-rent lyrical folk-pop album at the end of the decade. Sure, cynics might brand the DNC itself...