Word: carcasses
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Even in two trips a newcomer picks up a good deal of lore. Pigeon-toed prints usually mean a man is running. You can tell which predator killed an animal by the way the carcass was entered: dogs and wolves eat through the back, lions enter through the rib cage. An old man's tracks tend to be more regular than a young man's. Because shoes conform to a man's feet, you can later identify in court the feet that made a track, even if the shoes used during the crime were thrown away...
...Nice buck, about a year and a half old," he comments, straightening up to watch his helpers heave the carcass back into the pickup. "And well nourished too," he adds with a gesture toward the deer's six-pointed rack of antlers. "Antlers don't tell you anything about a deer's age. But they'll tell you how well he eats. A deer doesn't grow a rack like that unless he's getting plenty of food...
...match for the African right of way.Three hours out of Dar, our express came to an abrupt halt; it had killed a young giraffe that had wandered out of the savannah. An hour was lost as the crew replaced a broken brake hose, while passengers crowded around the carcass to gawk and hack off chunks of meat. At Mkushi, one of the many Zambian bush towns that have been revitalized by the railway, we waited for two more hours under a broiling sun. Our engineer and conductor lost an argument with station controllers over whether our express or a lumbering...
...hopelessly addicted. Hurt has been given the task of portraying the most sensitive character in the film, a broken man who retains an appreciation for the spontaneous quip and the caresses of a pet cat. He most eloquently conveys Max's impotent despair when he discovers the danging carcass of his feline hanging from the cord of a light bulb in the prison, an odious testimony to the malice of the prison guard Rifki (Paolo Bonacelli...
...financial tables ("Super! Our stock's up!"). Now backward toward the front page again, ripping out headlines, paragraphs and whole stories that either please or peeve him, depositing the clippings on his night table for future action. Exhausted, Punch the Ripper flings the eviscerated carcass to the floor. And as the clock strikes 12, he sinks into the sweet sleep of a man who knows, as his paper's motto has it, all the news that 's fit to print...