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...prison in Youngstown, Ohio. Every inmate lives alone in a 7-ft. by 14-ft. cell that resembles nothing so much as a large, concrete closet, equipped with a sink, a toilet, a desk and a molded stool and sleep platform covered by a thin mattress. The solid metal door is outfitted with strips around the sides and bottom, muffling conversation with inmates in adjacent cells. Three times a day, a tray of food is delivered and is eaten alone. The prisoner may spend 23 hours a day in lockdown, emerging to exercise once a day. The lights...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Are Prisons Driving Prisoners Mad? | 1/26/2007 | See Source »

...Preheat oven to 350°. Although you will not use the oven for this recipe, it will warm up the cold kitchen in the morning. (Remember to leave oven door open.) Also, I always wanted to start a recipe with "preheat oven...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: My Breakfast Brûlée Recipe | 1/25/2007 | See Source »

...Catholic bishops. The so-called Patriotic Church, which reports to Beijing, has continued to crack down on papal loyalists in China and appoint bishops without Rome's consent. The two-day meeting in Rome was another sign that the Pope is hoping a softer approach will open the door to normalization...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A New Asian Mission | 1/25/2007 | See Source »

...door to the Swallowtail opens and there stands Saionji, good man that he is, as skilled a butler who ever buttled. He takes our coats and bags and shimmers away, leading us down the corridor past gilded mirrors, Monet prints and bursting bouquets to our table in the Swallowtail's elegant tearoom. As I move to sit at our table, a second butler, named Mikami, materializes to ease me into my chair. "Good day, princess," he says to my dining companion--and not, I assume, to me. I order the Earl Grey tea and the Macbeth--a petite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letter From Tokyo: Where Japanese Women Rule | 1/25/2007 | See Source »

...used to having a footman on call. Not long after I finished my Macbeth (is this a cream scone I see before me?), Saionji appears. "Mademoiselle, your coach awaits," he says to my dining companion--the signal that our 80 minutes are up. We step through the open door and flag down our coach on the Tokyo street...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letter From Tokyo: Where Japanese Women Rule | 1/25/2007 | See Source »

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