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...puff on water pipes, while backgammon counters slap, slap in the background. An old mural shows a young Saddam smiling; next to it a photo mural depicts an older, grimmer leader. There is nothing to eat here at the cafe except some custard puddings and a pile of Turkish delight. Holes near the roof line are filled in with little cardboard squares. The windows are half covered in tattered plastic. The men say they are resigned to more bombs destroying their city. "I cannot change it," says a 65-year-old backgammon player as his friends nod agreement...
...reading to make quasi-intelligent points during a Core class section. Concentration courses started to become more challenging, but even then, all you needed was a good study group or a friend to read over your paper, and you were well on your way to academic delight, or at least a B. But this semester, that sinking feeling from high school physics has churned through my stomach again. I was dumb enough to sign up for two courses listed as "Primarily for Graduates...
Webster already had the virus in his collection, its genetic structure detailed, its heritage mapped. He recalls, with obvious delight, how he told Osterhaus, "Abe, I have the precursor of this virus in my laboratory...
...through the night to clear what looked like feet of fresh snow from the slopes. Cashiers consulted dictionaries between customers, and even the local organized-crime syndicates agreed to observe an Olympic truce. At the luge spiral, fans sat on banks of snow in earflaps, letting out cries of delight and astonishment as contestants whooshed past in 80-m.p.h. gusts of air. As cheering fellow lugers raised Hackl, lifting the perennial champion to their shoulders, a competing smile played out on the face of the Venezuelan team of one, known around the dinner table as Iginia Boccalandro...
Recently, my e-mail account has been disappointing me. Long ago, I used to open my account to delight in the announcement that I had 17 new messages. Never mind that the vast majority of these were from people harassing me to help them redesign biological weapons for their student organizations, or from people I hadn't talked to in months forwarding me lists of the top 10 Mensa pick-up lines. Damn it, I felt loved. But alas, all that has changed. Now, a giant sucking sound is apparently echoing across Harvard's servers as a growing segment...