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...Final Jeopardy, Biber had $7,000 and his correct question to the final answer, in the category of 'World Capitals,' raised his total to $10,500. Biber's final question to the answer, "Roxas Boulevard in this capital city was formerly Dewey Boulevard," was "What is Manila...
Meanwhile, kiosks offering plants, parrots, puppies and Persian kittens occupy much of the sidewalk space on The Rambles, Barcelona's touristy retail boulevard. On Friday afternoons visitors and city residents alike mob the Passeig de Gracia because the weather's nice, they feel like it and they're happy...
...when it rains. The only furniture is a single high-backed wooden chair, a place of honor for such spiritual leaders as Sheik Omar Abdel-Rahman. For most of its eight years, the cavernous mosque on the third floor of a white brick building along Jersey City's Kennedy Boulevard has attracted scant interest. "We are a peaceful people; we come here to pray," explains Mohammed Nagib, the spokesman for the mosque's 300 Sunni worshippers. "We do not bother anybody." But last week the mosque was the focus of international scrutiny when federal agents arrested one of its occasional...
...best movie tradition, a self-effacing young man from a small, socialized country is being hailed up and down Santa Monica Boulevard by banners welcoming him to his new West Coast home. Call it Mr. Salonen Goes to Hollywood. Or maybe Esa-Pekka Does Disneyland. In four years the orchestra will move from the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion in the Music Center to the $114 million, Frank Gehry-designed Walt Disney Concert Hall under construction nearby. Salonen's high-concept dream: "To conduct Bruckner in Walt Disney Hall -- a meeting of Bruckner and Donald Duck. Both were part of my tradition...
...standard Moscow taxicab sifts through traffic along the city's Boulevard Ring road on a mild, hazy winter's afternoon. The windows are coated with a viscous film of mud and grit, residue of city snow turned to slush. Wipers, old and misshapen, scrape slowly across the windshield, clearing just enough space for the driver to spot a stout old man waving his hand from the curb. He pulls over. A few words are spoken, an agreement reached. The man and his wife, both wearing dingy overcoats, fur hats and rubber boots, clamber...