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Via: Malaysia Airlines Plane Leaves Trail of Debris http://nyti.ms/1nBPkQ3 #mh17 #nytimes #quote

Mundane items of daily life covered the grass. Toiletries spilled out of overnight bags. Nivea cream. A razor. White slippers. A glass bottle of cologne. A maxi pad lay in the grass. A soft blue fuzzy blanket spilling from a red suitcase was caught on a sharp metal pole. A bicycle lay in the grass, practically intact.

Malaysia Airlines Plane Leaves Trail of Debris http://nyti.ms/1nBPkQ3

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In the next house, Anat Suissa, 17, was alone when the siren went off. Her mother, a pediatrician, was working at the local hospital at the time. Anat also ran into her family’s safe room; when the rocket crashed to the ground, the shock of the blast threw open the room’s door.

Neighbors heard her screaming and rushed to comfort her. Later came the Israeli television reporters, who asked for her opinion about what action the government should take. “I am not in a position to say what should be done,” she told them in a trembling voice. “But it is not logical that children and youth here have 30 seconds to run for their lives.”

Emergency Routine in Israel: 30 Seconds to Run for Cover http://nyti.ms/1rhK4J2

I grabbed my cameras and was putting on body armor and a helmet when, about 30 seconds after the first blast, there was another. The boy I had seen running was now dead, lying motionless in the sand, along with three other boys who had been playing there.

By the time I reached the beach, I was winded from running with my heavy armor. I paused; it was too risky to go onto the exposed sand. Imagine what my silhouette, captured by an Israeli drone, might look like as a grainy image on a laptop somewhere in Israel: wearing body armor and a helmet, carrying cameras that could be mistaken for weapons. If children are being killed, what is there to protect me, or anyone else?

Tyler Hicks, New York Times photojournalist

via: Through Lens, 4 Boys Dead by Gaza Shore http://nyti.ms/1zKuJmr

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