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“He was probably drugged to get through his mission, because really who wants to blow themselves up, even for virgins in paradise? And then there was the smell.” “Smell?” “Dynamite is contained in water-soaked wooden sticks. It has a distinctive odor. And I also got a whiff of metal. Probably shrapnel balls contained in the canvas pack he had wrapped around his belly. That provides for maximum c*****e at the point of origin. I dropped my phone so I could look under the table. There was a bag next to him. It held the battery with wires connected to the explosive that would detonate the bomb pack sewn around his body. Sewn so he couldn’t easily remove it. That’s why he put his hand under the table, to hold the detonator. And the man didn’t rise to greet us. Very unlike a Muslim. But dynami

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