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...many Iraqis viewed America as magically powerful, which raised their hopes and, in some cases, broke their will to resist. One U.S. soldier, when raiding a house in search of weapons, would aim his cheap key-ring flashlight at the scalp of a suspect, then scan from head to toe before flashing the light onto his wristwatch and humming softly. The Iraqi, perhaps convinced that his thoughts and secrets had been electronically captured in a Casio, would often confess...
...condition also damages small blood vessels throughout the body--particularly those in the eyes and kidneys. As many as 24,000 diabetics in the U.S. become blind each year, more than 100,000 require dialysis or kidney transplantation, and 82,000 need to have a toe, foot or leg amputated. Diabetics are twice as likely as nondiabetics to suffer from depression...
Whether figure skating or ice-hockey is your forte, Boston is your place. With more than 35 rinks in the surrounding area, Boston is the skating capital of the northeast. FM has narrowed the list down to some local hot spots, so think double axles and toe-picks, and you’re ready...
Game play in Manhunt is a bit different from what you might expect. You don't want to go toe to toe with the roving thugs: they're tough, and if one gets in trouble, they will all mob you at once. The acme of the manhunter's art is the silent, solo kill: wait patiently in the shadows, follow stealthily, then take down your prey from behind. Manhunt is as much an audio game as a video game: you have to listen carefully to track your foes through the dark, dank alleyways. Rest assured they will be listening...
...feather boa was twined around his pillows. The cheerleaders had scattered glittery confetti over his sheets; they had hung a red fringe from the door lintel. The poster taped to his mirror read, “#7 Can Kick That Ball 2 Heaven...Just Use Ur Golden Toe. From Your: Cheerleader Shelli.” Red, white and black helium balloons bobbed against the ceiling. The cheerleaders had tethered the gold mylar seven to the window fan. I took pictures, supposing that nobody would believe me otherwise. My brother’s room seemed (well, seems—he?...