Casimir brings Haiti to Duke
(04/22/10 8:00am)
Say “Haiti” on campus these days, and you are sounding a series of buzzwords: earthquake, poverty, corruption, tragedy.
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Say “Haiti” on campus these days, and you are sounding a series of buzzwords: earthquake, poverty, corruption, tragedy.
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The following is a dispatch from Washington, D.C., where The Chronicle's Ryan Brown spent four frigid hours only to have her ticket to the Inauguration unused. An estimated 236,000 bundled people got in without problems, but too many blue and purple tickets were distributed, leaving some 4,000-including Brown-out in the cold. Her report appears as a post on After The Jump, The Chronicle's news blog.
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