exploding boy The twelve-year-old boy carried a bomb set with a crude timer into the marketplace. He knew he had no more than twenty minutes before it went off, possibly much less. "When did we learn to measure time in increments?" he wondered. "Time to breathe: your lungs open like a flower, then fold up again."
	location: New York City date: 1990 average rating: [not rated] your rating (0-10):