Fire the destroyer. Fire the waster of a rich emirate's patrimony. Fire the
revenge of a vicious enemy.
Fire everywhere.
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| Incandescent flame roaring out of a narrow hole in the ground at hypersonic speed, a writhing fiery tower the height of an office building, a wave of unimaginable heat and unbearable noise. | ||
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| As fires went days and weeks without being snuffed, they began to build up mounds of red-hot coke around their bases, making putting fires out even more difficult, since the mounds were hot enough to reignite any extinguished well. Firefighters generally would hose these mounds down with seawater piped from the Gulf about 25 miles away for a day or two before trying to put out the fires themselves. | And then there were the places where the ground itself caught on fire . . . |