Dirty Bombs, Suitcase Nukes, And Other Lunchtime Banter
By Dean Farisian • May 9th, 2006 • Category: LogsIt’s one of those things that always lingers in the back of your head when you’re at the city park, or grabbing a falafel from the hot dog stand, or waiting in line for the underground train. Or stuck at the travel agent’s office trying to secure some ultra-lame seats at the back of the [...]



