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Blaze of a rubble-car a man in faded jeans shouts, hurls a bottle -- smash -- a thousand shards of         broken glass shine orange on crowded street. Shouts, cries, infants sobbing loud---sirens, car alarms, a man ***** back his hand,          holding a brick---the crack of a driver's-side window breaking. Wild yells---everyone is          sprinting. Fire & wailing. Sunny afternoon---birds sing in treetops; a woman under shade on sunlit grass in brown rags & an          old hijab sobs over a slab of concrete, decorated with flowers and a photograph with a golden frame.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
The Revolution
Blaze of a rubble-car a man in faded jeans shouts, hurls a bottle -- smash -- a thousand shards of         broken glass shine orange on crowded street. Shouts, cries, infants sobbing loud---sirens, car alarms, a man ***** back his hand,          holding a brick---the crack of a driver's-side window breaking. Wild yells---everyone is          sprinting. Fire & wailing. Sunny afternoon---birds sing in treetops; a woman under shade on sunlit grass in brown rags & an          old hijab sobs over a slab of concrete, decorated with flowers and a photograph with a golden frame.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
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