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...Clayton Lamar (Lanny) Young Jr., a lobbyist and landfill developer described by acquaintances as a hard-drinking "good ole boy," was in an expansive mood. In the downtown offices of the U.S. Attorney in Montgomery, Ala., Young settled into his chair, personal lawyer at his side, and proceeded to tell a group of seasoned prosecutors and investigators that he had paid tens of thousands of dollars in apparently illegal campaign contributions to some of the biggest names in Alabama Republican politics. According to Young, among the recipients of his largesse were the state's former attorney general Jeff Sessions...
...open again for business after Iftar. In some countries like Saudi Arabia, offices close down completely during prayer - around half-an-hour five times a day - so good timing becomes of critical importance. In bustling Cairo, if the work that needs to be done entails going downtown or across town, then chances are only one errand will be accomplished a day. Traffic in this busy capital of around 17 million people comes to a complete halt. Main roads and bridges are blocked and side streets are jammed with school buses and desperate taxi drivers hoping to get home in time...
...vibrant cafe, a smart selection of books, and really great non-book items.” My first job was in one such diversified bookstore that sold local music and hummus-laden bagels alongside Rushdie and Stephen King. Opened by two aging hippies, the bookstore was a patchouli-scented downtown institution with walls buried under rainbow flags and Che Guevara posters. The store has survived thanks to its role as a watering hole for the local hippie community. Unfortunately for me, this meant that, despite the fact that I was better-read than the majority of the staff...
...corner on South Street in downtown Boston, a faux eyebrow fluttered across the pavement. Three extras walked repeatedly in a circle, lumbering off the edge of the sidewalk as they turned...
July 20, 2007 was a strange night in my hometown of Naperville, Ill. Normally adored by businessmen for its travel-guide beauty, reviled by teens for its mind-numbing monotony, and frequented by twenty-somethings for its moderately hip bar scene, downtown Naperville was alive on this night in a way I had never seen. The businesses cleverly changed their colors and names, the teens un-self-consciously donned outlandish costumes, and the drunken twenty-somethings made way for the flood of families who filled the streets, all in the name of a book. But what really caught my attention...