Word: asphalting
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...some laden with pamphlets and posters, some limping on crutches—moved from Cambridge to Boston, pausing for almost half an hour on the Harvard Bridge to sit and to dance as helicopters hovered overhead and a drum team from MIT beat syncopated rhythms and swayed on the asphalt...
Tucked in among Home Depot, Starbucks and Target and ringed by acres of asphalt, the Gigante grocery store in Santa Fe Springs, Calif., about half an hour's drive east of Los Angeles, looks like any suburban supermarket. But step inside. Colorful pinatas hang from the ceiling. Bilingual signs promise shoppers el mejor precio. Produce gets lots of territory close by the entrance, where display islands overflow with crunchy jicamas, ripe papayas and dozens of varieties of chili peppers, from fiery serranos to sweet chipotles. The aroma of freshly made tortillas wafts from the bakery. Butchers serve up not only...
...other side of the road as the taxi approached. Another soldier, sitting in his gun emplacement overlooking the site, had watched his comrades cut down, unable to help. In the confusion afterwards a dozen armed men wandered among the wreckage, stepping gingerly through the human remains littering the asphalt. "We're distraught, this was a good man who died here, our friend. We're sad, but we're angry," said...
...police were nominally attempting to corral everyone onto the sidewalks, but not everyone fit. Not only were there people spilling into the streets, but the police, using vans and barricades, were themselves completely blocking the intersections. Between these bizarre turf battles were strips of empty asphalt, inaccessible not only to protesters but also to cars and other legitimate users. Smiling, one of my companions approached a police officer and inquired why, if the street wasn’t being used by anyone anyway, people couldn’t walk on it. “Look...
Bhutan's only highway is three-and-a-half meters wide. Meandering at a rate of 17 curves per kilometer through the valleys and mountains of the tiny Himalayan kingdom, the road may be better acquainted with cattle than automobiles. At dawn and long after dusk, its rutted asphalt rings with the chatter of schoolchildren traveling hours by foot for their daily lessons. By noon, the highway is a playground for rambunctious monkeys, a drying rack for chilies, and?by the grace of an occasional car or truck?an ingenious tool for flattening bamboo. Waters from holy streams course alongside...