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В Екатеринбурге задержали суши-повара, который сменил имя, чтобы укрыться от Интерпола
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MARTES 19: EUGENIO RECUENCO, EL FOTÓGRAFO UFÓLOGO
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According to recently declassified CIA documents, Leon Davidson of White Plains, New York, was tracked for decades beginning in the 1950s due to his research into UFOs.
Davidson was a native of New York City who was born in 1922. Davidson was a highly educated man who earned a PhD from Columbia University s School of Engineering and Applied Science. As a student at Columbia, he was recruited into the Manhattan Project.
In the late 1950 s, Davidson became a sought after talent in the new field of computer development. Davidson got contracts with the Nuclear Development Corporation out of White Plains, NY and worked with IBM and Union Carbide.
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The week of the big hurricane, remember? Barnett out there (go figure) in the chill, on the megaphone, voice crackling out through the dawn with a promise of glory (
Barbecue pork! Barbecue ribs! Barbecue beef!) as he trolls the neighborhood at the wheel of a Good Humor truck, thumps a curb, dodges a broken hydrant, crashes through a (
Free hot dogs! Free burgers!) spray of fallen branches on his merry way to, well, to nowhere in particular.
One night only! Piney Vista Drive-In! Barbecue! Free barbecue!
Who else would be ballsy enough to turn an act of God into a goddamn hootenanny? What we saw as a loss the power gone, the lights out, the freezer dead GB he saw as a boon. The transformer blew and within the hour he was there, through the dark and the rain, Johnny-on-the-spot back of Winn-Dixie when they roared open the door of the loading dock to dump the meat before it spoiled palettes of cutlets and fryers, ribs and chops and franks all iglooed up into tidy white