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...nation is the need for balance more urgent than in Massachusetts. If Kerry Healey is not elected as a check against the legislature, we run the risk of becoming a literal one-party state, with the objections of a handful of prominent dissenters drowned out by the din of the majority...
Through the chilled autumn air, a shrill, quasi-melodic screech pierces the rumbling din of cars, buses, and intermingled conversations that form the acoustic character of Harvard Square. The sound emanates from the two-stringed jinghu, a Chinese opera fiddle, played by Zhi Z. Zhou, who is in his early 60s. Sitting on a cold concrete planter outside the Harvard Coop, Zhou is sporting bleach-white K-Swiss sneakers, blue jeans, a crisp white button-up shirt, and a blue fall jacket. While playing, Zhou stares transfixed at his jinghu, only breaking his concentration to go to the bathroom...
Dozens of audience members were aggressively positioning themselves for a handclasp with the former commander-in-chief in the din-filled ballroom of the Westin Hotel at Copley Place, where Clinton was headlining a fundraiser for Patrick...
...With my party off and the din rising, I resigned myself to sitting on the balcony and spying on the neighbor's festivities. The buffet tent and the chairs were filled with men, so the female members of the household were either invited to an all-women's Twelfth Imam birthday party, or confined to the house. I couldn't see the speaker, but his voice transfixed the all-male assembly, rising to extol the Mahdi's virtues (immortal, pure)."He may even be among us right here right now, in this very gathering!" he exclaimed, looking about exaggeratedly...
...gateway for Pilbara miners and North West Shelf gas-platform workers, we consult a friendly resident and get a pointer to the location. Back on the peninsula, we walk through tangled, prickly foliage and over jagged rocks. Laden with three cameras, Parker forges ahead alone, the din of Woodside's LNG plant and the whistling wind blocking out attempts at voice contact between us. Parker uses the factory's fiery emission stack to get his bearings until, half veiled in shadow a few meters above the valley floor, he finds what he's looking for: the "climbing...