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...Grafton Street Restaurant and Bar goes through several 48-can cases of Red Bull a week, according to bartender Paul Barry...
...Africa Cup of Nations this past February.It’s the latter.And the goal, tallied in the 77th minute of the final on Sunday, February 10, 2008 by Egypt’s immortal Mohamed Aboutrika, sent a country into pandemonium.While the coffee shop turned sports-bar jumped for joy, while the red, white, and black of Egypt’s flag waved from the balconies in the crowded streets of Cairo, I sat and watched. When the final whistle blew, the city erupted. It seemed, I told my friend, that all of Egypt was out tonight, dancing, jumping...
...paranoia into post-modern mega-epic. He did do those things. But Wallace was also the greatest horror novelist ever. In Infinite Jest a corporation-run unified North America of the near-future (dates have been replaced by sponsor names, such as the Year of the Trial-Size Dove Bar) is being decimated by a videotape so entertaining that people watch it on a loop, mesmerized until they die of dehydration or starvation or lack of sleep. Reading it, you realize how soul-sad lonely you are. And Wallace creates that effect, like Pynchon, while being laugh-out-loud funny...
...night. Then the glass partition on the other side shattered as well. Watching that metal frame pound against the wall, knowing it could break free and smash into the windows, forced us to retreat. I'm hiding in the kitchen behind sheets of plywood my father attached to the bar. My parents are sleeping here on the floor. Ian, my husband, is guarding the closet, behind more plywood, which separates us from the floor-to-ceiling windows that run the length of the apartment. It's been a frightening night...
...little after 10 a.m. on Friday, and the skies are still blue and the sun is shining. I'm sitting at the kitchen bar in my parents' condo on Main Street, looking out at the city. The palm trees and crepe myrtles are still showing no wind, and there's hardly any traffic. Everyone was told to stay home. The grocery stores and some restaurants are still open, at least until 3 p.m. But the banks closed at 10 a.m., which reminds me: I forgot to get money. Here's hoping I can find an ATM that still has cash...