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...Let’s not tell anyone. 4) You look lost. Let me help you find my room. 5) Have you heard anything negative about dark final club basements? No? Perfect. 6) I am 21 years old. 7) I have a bottom bunk. 8) Let’s do breakfast tomorrow. Shall I call you or nudge you? 9) Actually, everyone here thinks a capella guys are the shit. 10) Uh, yeah, we’ll start dating and everything as soon as you get here. 11) You have to do this thing called Primal Scream. It happens...
...Lunch for Gromyko. Like many another working couple in their realm, Elizabeth and Philip begin their day by listening to the 8 o'clock BBC newscast. Half an hour later, they discuss it over a breakfast of tea, toast and kippers,'and soon they are lost in a cloud of newspapers. Elizabeth pores through three papers each morning, not overlooking the sports pages, and like most women, she shudders slightly when she sees her own picture. Newspictures have seldom done her justice...
...agenda to address AIDS, he said, would have to protect society’s “most vulnerable and marginalized members” such as young African women and be based on sound science. Achmat encouraged Harvard student activists to contribute to AIDS treatment at a Friday morning breakfast with members of the Harvard AIDS Coalition. He also offered to publicly support the undergraduates’ efforts to secure greater public access to Harvard’s HIV research. “It was good to have him here to learn about what steps we would take...
...just past 11 on a brilliantJerusalem morning, and Ehud Olmert is sitting down for breakfast. Olmert lives on a serene block in the city's German Colony, in an airy three-story town house decorated with canvases painted by his wife Aliza. As Olmert serves cucumber salad and Aliza offers to make omelettes--to go with the smoked salmon, roasted vegetables, olives and cheese--it's easy to forget that the couple across the table is the most powerful in Israel. Easy, that is, until you spot the six-person security detail posted outside the front door. And until...
...years later. And the early-'80s New York art scene was a little livelier than the moribund one his characters inhabit. But Carey isn't so much interested in the art world as in creative enterprise itself. "Shame, doubt, self-loathing," admits Boone, "all this we eat for breakfast." Perhaps we can allow Carey his moments of doubt. After all, with safer certainties, art - and writing as crackling as this - would lose its authentic zing...