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...rhythm of her typing is like a fox trot, steady and deliberate. It is a hot summer day in San Francisco, and Michelle, a chubby black 14-year-old, is practicing her office skills with great fervor, beads of sweat trickling down her brow. She is worried about the future. "I have to get my money together," she frets. "I have to think ahead." Indeed she must. In three weeks this tenth-grader with her hair in braids is going to have a baby. "I have to stop doing all the childish things I've done before," she gravely resolves...
...Mount Rushmore, the first face carved would be that of Edward R. Murrow. The man who brought the Nazi blitz into American living rooms with his memorable radio reports ("This ... is London") went on to become the most admired newsman of television's first decade. With his brooding brow, sonorous voice and ever present cigarette, Murrow personified the highest standards of journalism for millions. His CBS documentaries on the McCarthy witch hunts and the plight of migrant farm workers are classics of impassioned TV reportage. A movie about this legendary figure would seem an overdue tribute...
Chino went outside to smoke a joint. As he looked out over the roofs of the low-rent housing, his brow furrowed. "Sometimes I think I could have finished school and gone to college, but then I think, No--if I did it over again, I would be more careful, try not to get busted, make more money from drugs but have more organization. That's what I learned in prison." He has thought about getting a job, but the tattoos on his neck and face are an instant red flag to potential employers. "It's hard to change...
Jones knits his brow. “Penicillin is the same whether it’s for dogs or horses or humans,” he says...
...constantly drawn to activities that are extraordinarily outrageous--and very now. When we tired of the bar on wheels, we stopped at a pomegranate-juice stand that stays open until 4 a.m. for anyone who needs a late fix. "Sorbet? Juice? Something else?" asked the juiceman, arching a brow. Ecstasy, the leisure drug of elite Iranians, used to be smuggled into Iran from Europe. Now garage chemists produce the tablets locally, and a hit costs about $2. I slunk low in the car seat and muttered to my Iranian friend, "Aren't we too old for this?" What I really...