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04.09.2006 08:45


Poginuo 'lovac na krokodile' Irwin


SYDNEY - Steve Irwin, istraživač australske divljine, koji je postao poznat u cijelom svijetu po načinu na koji je predstavljao opasnu stranu svog kontinenta, poginuo je u nesreći na moru uz sjeveroistočnu obalu Australije, objavili su u ponedjeljak lokalni mediji.

Irwina (44), autora popularne televizijske emisije "Lovac na krokodile", ubila je raža koja mu je žalcem na vrhu svog repa probila prsa dok je snimao dokumentarac o podvodnom životu u luci Douglas.
Irwin je privukao pozornost cijelog svijeta zbog svojih vratolomija, ali i osudu 2004. godine kada je u svom zoološkom vrtu u Australiji dok je hranio krokodila držao u rukama svoju devetomjesečnu kćer.


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