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...watching Borg in the finals of Wimbledon. Now I've won Wimbledon too. It's quite fun actually." Asked if it might change him, he responded, "It hasn't yet." (At least half an hour had gone by.) In other words, he would be maintaining his English residence in Chelsea? "No, Kensington." And not be moving to Monte Carlo, nearer the night life and farther from the taxmen? "It's not me." As a matter of fact, Edberg describes his fundamental hope as the ability to continue patronizing a particular pizza parlor in anonymity...
...Malacanang, her teenage daughter Kristina, shoulders bared, hawks beauty soap in a television commercial. In a TV talent contest, a demurely dressed ten-year-old girl belts out a tune from Cabaret: "I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie/ With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea./ She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower./ As a matter of fact, she rented by the hour...
...when House Ways and Means chairman Richard Voke (D.-Chelsea) rose to speak, the stage was set for the critical vote. "This is the whole enchilada," he said. "If you take [the mandate] out, this...
...tossed down the escarpment for the hyenas. Passersby would then throw stones at the spot until a cairn arose over the bones. This honorable send-off would probably have to be altered should Mzee Juu expire in London, where he spends three months of the year in a Chelsea flat with his 92-year-old housekeeper. He is a member of The Travellers, one of London's more exclusive clubs, and many of his friends are dons at Oxford, his alma mater...
Lloyd Carew-Reid, the street musician from Perth, is a squirrelly little guy, blond beard, soft speech, 37 years old, who lives on the rim of the Chelsea area of Manhattan in a dog-eared hotel where drug deals and muggings go down every month or so, where one mad woman thinks she's a rooster. His home environment to some would seem a nightmare; his work environment to most would seem hell. After a day of breathing the iron filings in the New York City subways, one would think he could blow his nose and sink a Hudson River...