Stricter Airport Security and Unusual Luggage: A Challenge for Smugglers

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  • After the September 11 attacks, airport security became stricter, making it more difficult for smugglers to bring illegal goods into countries.
  • Instances of people carrying unusual luggage have been noticed, making it challenging even to pass with innocent souvenirs.
  • Examples include a man from Australia who smuggled skinks, lizards, and geckos strapped to his chest, and an elderly man who carried historic cobblestones in his bag.
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日本語訳してください!お願いします! After September 11, 2001, security at airports became much stricter. Workers at airports and border stations began noticing that people frequently carry unusual luggage. It would seem that it is getting more difficult not only to smuggle illegal things, but to get past officials with souvenirs that might have gone unnoticed years before. The smuggler has found it more difficult to bring illegal goods into countries. At an airport in Los Angeles, for example, officials saw a thin man on a security camera who had an unusually heavy body. When they searched him, the security officials got a big surprise. After removing his shirt, they found that eleven skinks, two lizards, and two geckos had been strapped to his chest. He had come all the way from Australia with these valuable creatures, which would be worth about \1,000,000 to exotic-animal collectors. Jim Hughes, a friendly, 77-year-old man from the States, probably could not be called a smuggler, but he was discovered with some extraordinary carry-on luggage. Officials noticed that he had trouble carrying his small bag, so they offered to help. They were shocked to find out how heavy it was. Inside, they discovered two large pieces of historic cobblestone from the surface of a road. Hughes cheerfully explained that he had picked them up on an old street in Boston. The airport official took them away and had the cultural treasures returned to the roads department.

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2001年9月11日以後、空港のセキュリティーは、ずっと厳しくなりました。空港と国境の駅の職員は、人々が変わった荷物をしばしば所持すると気がつき始めました。違法なものを密輸するだけでなく、数年前ならば気づかれずにすんだかもしれない土産物で当局を通過することがより難しくなっているようです。 密輸業者は、国に違法な商品を持ってくることがより難しいとわかりました。例えば、ロサンゼルスの空港では、当局は、異常に重い体重の痩せた男を防犯カメラで見つけました。彼らが彼を検査したとき、保安担当者は、とても驚きました。彼のシャツを脱がせた後、11匹のスキンク(トカゲ)、2匹のトカゲ、2匹のヤモリが彼の胸にストラップで固定されていたことがわかりました。彼はこれらの価値ある生きものを隠し持ってはるばるオーストラリアからやって来たのでした。そして、それは風変わりな動物のコレクターにとっては、約1,000,000円の価値があったでしょう。 ジム・ヒューズは、アメリカ出身の気さくな77才の男性で、多分、密輸業者とは呼べないのでしょうが、いくつか異常なキャリー・オン・ラゲッジ(機内に持ち込める荷物)を所持しているところを発見されました。係官は彼が小さなバッグを運ぶのに苦労していることに気がついたので、彼らは手伝うことを申し出ました。彼らは、それがどれくらい重いかわかってショックを受けました。その中に、彼らは道路の表面から取った舗装用の2個の大きな歴史的な玉石を発見しました。ヒューズは、彼がボストンの古い通りでそれらを拾ったのだと陽気に説明しました。空港の職員は、それらを押収して、道路部に文化財を返却しました。

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