Another from Justin George’s series, Deciding: RIVERVIEW – She came home from work and asked her husband about his day, holding back the question pressing on her mind.

It had started a day earlier in a phone call with her best friend, Denise Robinson, whose husband, Alex, was on dialysis. By the end of the conversation, Nicki had volunteered, “Well, maybe I can give Alex a kidney.”

Manuel Roig-Franzia (thanks, Brady): SAN PEDRO GARZA GARCIA, Mexico — Tinny salsa downbeats jangled out of the flashing cellphone. Mario Salas pressed hard on the clutch, jammed the gearshift into second and wedged the phone between his right ear and shoulder.

Salas juggles three jobs. He is a taxi driver, a newspaper reporter and a TV cameraman. Sometimes, he’s all three at once.

Bill Reiter: Eddie Johnson walked through the door of the Cadillac dealership in crisp white clothes and dark tinted sunglasses. A small fortune in diamonds hung from his wrists and ears.

“Your car is ready, sir,” a man said.

S.L. Price (thanks, Tim): ONCE YOU DISCOVER THE SALVATION OF TRAVEL, the way it allows you to escape the old, escape yourself, it’s a habit as tough to kick as any narcotic. But it wasn’t the thrill of the exotic that got me hooked. It was the shock of becoming exotic, too. Arrive from somewhere six hundred—or twenty-five hundred—miles away, without parents and school ties, as a stranger spouting certainties, and you are no longer bland suburban boy, heir of nothing. You awake suddenly imbued with unearned mystery, like that Czech exchange student who transferred into high school. Now you are different. You have done nothing but show up from far away, yet to the people you come upon it’s a distinction. You were like them once, restless and stuck. Not anymore. You moved.

Onion Radio News. (Thanks, Matt).

Stephen Farrell and Peter Gelling (thanks, Alex): The bare statistics will record that in the 71st minute of a soccer tournament 5,000 miles from Iraq, a Kurd from Mosul kicked a ball onto the head of a Sunni from Kirkuk, who ricocheted it into the goal to secure a 1-0 victory for Iraq over Saudi Arabia on Sunday in the final of the 2007 Asian Cup.

What weeping, shouting, horn-honking, flag-kissing, Kalashnikov-firing Iraqis will remember is that their team, known as the Lions of the Two Rivers, overcame virtually insurmountable sporting and societal odds on Sunday to vanquish the land of the Two Holy Mosques. It was one of the few unifying moments in the recent history of a perhaps fatally disunited country.

And Ralph Blumenthal: How this one-time steamboat landing on Caddo Lake got its name is, well, uncertain — as uncertain as the fate that now clouds this natural wonder, often called the state’s only honest lake.

Now that one, Caddo Lake, a mystical preserve of centuries-old mossy cypress breaks, teeming fisheries and waterfowl habitats, is under siege by a fast-spreading, Velcro-like aquatic fern, Salvinia molesta, also known as Giant Salvinia.

John Doherty: This is what Newburgh is like without crack.

“There are times, I would never — never — walk through here,” said Fernandez, 24.

Miami Herald’s David Ovalle with Who killed Joaquin March? (thanks, Nigel): On a dark May morning, Joaquin March threw on a red T-shirt backward, slipped out of his house and pedaled away on his bicycle.

March, 18, lay on his left side, his left arm extended, his head resting on the South Miami-Dade curb. He had been run over — but the injuries to his smallish body suggested he was lying down when the wheels crushed him. His bicycle lay nearby without a scratch.

Dallas Morning News’ Michael Mooney with some gray skaters (thanks, Nigel): Wind lashes Greg Stubbs’ cheeks as he whips his skateboard down a cement embankment at 35 mph. He balances himself and rides the force of gravity.

They also own their own businesses. They have families and mortgages and disposable incomes. “I vote Republican,” said Mr. Stubbs, who lives in Dallas.

Hartford Courant’s Jesse Hamilton with Love and Pain (thanks, Vanessa): He wasn’t listed in the program, but he was first on everybody’s minds.

Then the man stood, climbed unexpectedly to the stage and began answering the unspoken question.

Read Ben Montgomery on the fall of Lindsay Lohan:

She looks up and smiles in the video clip taken after her accident, and we’re all there, co-conspirators, watching through the glass.

“Put the f—ing camera down, bro,” someone shouts. “Seriously.”

Read Catherine Shoichet’s story, then watch the sweet video: On the back of the shopping cart, a bright light flashes with each hip-hop beat.

He works in one world and dreams of the other.