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Craxi
Read more: CraxiCraxi under siege: 1992. In late 1991 I got an idea for a free English-language magazine in Rome that I wanted to call “Open City,” playing off Rome’s World War II status and Roberto Rossellini’s landmark film. But fundraising cripples the self-effacing. Fake smiles made me look rabbit-like. Or so…
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Vultures
Read more: VulturesAndrea Doria, early morning, July 26, 1956. After World War II, the underground market’s fiercest pornography wasn’t sexual. It was primitive photo albums with images of extermination camp detainees. Some had been experimented on. Others were distorted by malnutrition. Still others were injected with diseases that induced spectacular deformations. Cadavers…
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The shakes
Read more: The shakesI like the quiet I cause… Why Haiti? Ha! Diversity. We were global long before anyone thought to call it that. Tell us about Italy. You mean the Abruzzo quake? That was nothing. Italians are dramatic. I’ll be back. Callous attitude, don’t you think? Job necessity. Do you have any say over casualties? Not…
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Bieliecz
Read more: BielieczThis is what a spy does: he makes friends. He is a detective. Bieliecz was scarecrow Slav with a top hat who’d coax spy stories from Vermouth while leaning against the hot granite of our blazing Washington fireplace. He belonged to the silverware adults, the ones I rarely saw. But…
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Suez
Read more: SuezGuilt-ridden and terrified… Ilearned my mycins early. Bacterial infection remedies once fit on a flash card, with penicillin lording over all comers. New and costlier pebbles soon followed. Antibiotics suddenly flourished the way mortars and gas did in the 30s and 40s, as if their curative powers could expiate mid-century…
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Lost and found
Read more: Lost and foundA B-17 from the 548th Bombardment Squadron shot down Dec. 11, 1943 over Germany. For years I lived in a world of fantasy wars. My Christmas presents were plastic model airplanes I built in the basement. The Revell company made Messerschmitts and Mustangs, Spitfires and Stukas, Dorniers and B-17s. I…
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